My Billionaire Husband Thought Divorce Was Just Another Deal 00

He held it out, uncertain.

“I kept this,” he said.

I stared at the blanket.

A memory opened between us. Rain on stone streets. His hand warm around mine. A younger version of me believing love could grow simply because we wanted it to.

I took the blanket, because Rose was innocent of our history.

“Thank you,” I said.

His eyes flicked to mine.

It was a small continue reading …