<b>Chapter</b><b>302</b>
Whether itwasannouncinganengagement<b>or</b><b>filing</b>fordivorce,Iwasalwaysonboard,thinkingthatwouldbethe<b>end</b>ofitand<b>that</b>we<b>could</b>finallygoourseparateways.
Butunexpectedly,myexistencebecameunbearableforthem.
Bryantheldmetightlyasiftryingtomergemeintohim<b>,</b>whisperingsoothingwords,“No,Jane,that’snotwhatImeant.Pleasecalm<b>down</b>foramoment.”
“Whatdoyoumean,then?”Istruggled tokeepmytremblingbodyundercontrol,myvoicedrippingwithsarcasm.“Areyougoingto<b>say</b>youneverthoughtof marryingDorothy?Thatsendingmeabroadwasformybenefit?”
Awondered,‘WhataboutthatbulletyoufiredinmydirectionoryourdefenseofDorothybeforeRamona?Wasitalljustajoke?Or<b>did I</b>
deserveit?Ican’tandwon’tbelieveitanymore.”
TheharshyettruthfulwordsoftheMyerswomenechoedinmymind.BryantandIwereworldsapart.I had<i>once</i>attemptedtobridgethatgapbecauseofTimothy,butitwasnothingmorethanafleetingillusion.Evenlivingunderthesame<i>roof</i>,BryantandIwereliketwoparallellinesthatwouldnevermeet.
Atmywords,Bryantpaused,looseninghisgripand resting hisforeheadagainstmine,hisgazeintense.“Justbelieveinme,onsttime.”
Itfeltlikeascorchingtouch,makingmeinstinctivelywanttopuway.Yet,somethingmademe hold Bryant’sgaze.“Believe what?Thatafterthreeyearsofmarriage,youdidn’tevenwanttohaveachildwithme?”
Thewordshehadspokenthedaywewenttofilefor divorcestunglikeathorn<b>in</b>myheart.Itwasn’taboutmebutaboutthechildthatcouldhavebeen<b>.</b>
Hiseyesfilledwithregretandhelplessness,andhehesitatedbeforespeakingbutwasinterruptedby<b>a</b>knock.
“Who’sinthere?”
There cameGregory’svoice,whichwassternanddifferentfromhisusual carefreedemeanor.It wastheMyersfamily’sterritory<b>,</b>andGregorywasclosewithDorothy.If hefoundoutandmentionedit toDorothy…
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ThstthingIwantedwasmoretroublewithDorothyafterthedivorce.IpushedBryantaway forcefully,butheremainedunmoved,hisvoice low,“What’sgoingonbetweenyou<b>and</b>Gregory?”
<b>“</b>What’sittoyou?”Myfrustrationboiledover,ringathim.“Letme<b>go!</b>If<b>Gregory</b>seesyouwithme,yournstomarryDorothy<b>will</b>beruined<b>.”</b>
Themoment<b>I</b>finishedspeaking<b>,</b>Bryantletgo.Themanwhoseemeddesperatetomakepromisesaminuteagofearedhisfiancéediscoveringourentanglement.
Icouldn’thelp<b>but</b>smirkbitterlyasIwatchedhim leave,feeling<b>a</b>slightpanginmyheart.Turningaround,IopenedthedoortoGregory’sscrutinizinggaze.
Helooked pastmeintotheyard,hisvoicecoldandominous,“Whatareyoudoinghere?<b>”</b>
“I,uh,Ifinishedbreakfastandgotlost.ThenIsuddenlyneededthebathroom andsawthisdooropen…”
Gregorydidn’t pressfurther,returningtohisusualid–backdemeanor.“This<b>isn’t</b><b>a</b>ceforyou.Don’einherewithoutreason.”
1shouldn’thavesaidanything,butperhapsfeelingguilty<b>, I</b>asked,“Whynot?<b>”</b>
Heanswered,“Becauseit’snotforthelikesofyou.”
Hishand<b>rested</b>onthedoor,gentlypullingitshutandchangingthelockcode.Hewasmethoddearnestthroughouttheprocess,asifworriedaboutdamaging<b>something</b>.