Bun In The Oven
‘I, Landon Ashford, take you, Amiyah Finnegan, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honour you all the days of my life.’
What a complete load of crap.
Fighting back tears and a rising tide of panic, I said the most spineless words I had ever uttered in my life.
‘You’ve always wanted to go to the Kanary Islands. We can go now. I can get us on the next flight out. You can work on your screenplay. I’ll just sunbathe and be a tourist. We’ll take a week off, or stay as long as you like.’
My words tumbled over each other, as if I could get him to change his mind if I just talked fast enough.
I couldn’t.
‘I’ve drawn up the divorce papers,’ he said, his voice rock steady. ‘They’re with Mr Mason.’
Mason was a family friend and a lawyer.
Landon sure moved fast.
Instead of looking for me, he spent yesterday trying to sever ties with me.
‘I’m filing for no-fault divorce.’ His voice shook a little. ‘We don’t have a lot o
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