Page 233 of Accidental Husband
Moonlit walks on the beach, soft kisses under starry skies, sweet declarations at sunset—
That stuff is nice in a movie.
But it's not love.
Love is sticking around every day. Being good to someone every day. Putting them first every day.
I don't want to lose Jules.
Yeah, I still can't say those three words out loud, but I don't want to lose her.
It's impossible hanging out in our apartment. She's everywhere—the framed posters on the walls, the royal blue blanket on the couch, the rose decals in the bathroom.
That's Jules.
My best friend.
My wife.
My everything.
Only she's not. She can't be.
I'm not about to clip her wings.
If she wants out, she wants out.
Chapter Fifty-Three
Juliette
Chloe gives me a ride home. She doesn't mention Griffin or marriage or relationships. She doesn't talk at all.
She hands me the aux cable and drives.
When she pulls up to my mom's house, she offers me a sad smile. "I really do think he loves you."
I try to force a smile, but I can't. "This is what he wants."
Her black nails tap the steering wheel. "I hope you're wrong."
"Me too."
"Call if you need anything, okay?"
I nodokay.
She offers me a hug.
I take it.
It feels good, even though she's so wrong about the situation. Griffin does what he wants, whenever he wants, however he wants.
That's how he's lived his entire life.
If he's ready to go through with the divorce, it's because he wants it. And I…
If I can't stand there and sayyes, I'm ready to be married forever. I'm ready to commit my heart, body, and soul to you. I'm ready to agree to every one of your terms, what can I do to stop him?
