Page 60 of If You Love Me

“Just stop! You have been doing the most, but this latest shit just takes the cake.”

She crossed her arms. “I don’t think what I did was unreasonable, given the circumstances.”

“You sent her fucking divorce papers!” I yelled, waving the manila envelope in her face. “Are you out of your mind!”

She stared at me with a blank expression. “You wouldn’t do it, so I did.”

I threw the envelope at the wall. “What the hell is wrong with you, Iona?”

“There is nothing wrong with—”

“Oh, there is definitely something wrong. Why the fuck would you send her the papers like I wasn’t gonna find out? I told you to leave this alone.”

She shoved me. “If I’d left you to do it, it wouldn’t have gotten done. You keep playing in my face about this bitch—”

“Watch your fucking mouth when you speak on her,” I warned.

“Thatbitchhas your head gone, Tyrion. You’ve been walking around here acting like you lost your best friend for damn near three weeks now.”

“Ididlose my best friend, Iona, damn. She left, and she took my child with her. You think this is easy for me?”

She crossed her arms. “You keep saying that shit. Did you want her to stay, Tyrion? Did you want Evenie to live here like nothing has changed? Like you don’t have me.”

“This has nothing to do with you—”

“It has a lot to do with me! You already confessed to kissing her. How do you think I feel watching you sit here sulking over your wife… the woman you should have filed divorce papers on before you ever asked me to marry you.”

I chuckled. “You know what. You don’t have to worry about me getting a divorce because you don’t have to worry about me marrying you.”

Her eyes widened. “What?”

“You heard what I said. You’re vindictive, disrespectful, and with the shit you pulled, you might be fucking crazy. I’m done.”

I walked over to the front door and opened it. The movers looked back at me.

“Aye, all this shit you moved in here, pack it the fuck up and get it off my property. Now.”

I turned to Iona, who stood frozen. Picking up her keys from the key holder, I flipped through them until I found my house key. After slipping it off, I tossed them at her feet.

“As for you, you can leave with them. Y’all have fifteen minutes to make something shake.”

Iona stared at me, not uttering a word. I could see her breathing pattern shift. Her gaze darkened as she slowly stepped back in the direction she came from.

“I’ll give you time to reconsider this,” she said lowly. “I love you, and you love me. I’m not gonna let you ruin our happiness just because you’re mad at me.”

“Iona, if you want me to be honest, I don’t think we would have been truly happy together. You were never gonna get over Evenie being a part of my life, and the fact of the matter is, I was never going to get over hernotbeing a part of mine.”

“Did you really just say that to me?”

I shrugged. “It’s the truth. Finally, the truth.”

“So this whole time, I was just a placeholder until you could have the woman you really wanted?”

“No. I love you, and I mean that. I just can’t do this anymore—”

She laughed. Not a giggle or a chuckle. It was a full-blown manic laugh.

“You think I want a fucking apology!” she screamed. “You played in my face for four years, knowing you could never love me like you love her! I took care of you. I took care of yourdaughter, and this is how you repay me? You take away the family I worked so hard to get? Fuck you, Tyrion.”

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