ADAN
The audacity of that woman to threaten me—it's almost laughable. Honestly, the thought of leaving her hadn't even crossed my mind before now. At least, not until I was sure I could make Renee mine. But after the stunt she pulled this morning, I've had enough. I'm done with this ridiculous charade.
Whatever fleeting moments we shared, whatever spark or thrill there might have been, it's over now. It has to be. I refuse to remain in a relationship where someone thinks they can hold me hostage, where they believe they have some kind of control over me.
No more.
As I was stewing over these thoughts, Dad's voice broke through my thought. "Mr. Brandwith thinks it would be a good idea to hold a memorial service for Axelle this year."