Stella
With my bags packed and ready to go on a week long beach vacation with my soon to be ex-husband and his wonderful mother, I feel a mix of nervousness and excitement form inside my chest. It makes my heart race inside my chest, changing against the bones of my ribcage.
Am I excited for this vacation? I would say so, yes. It will sure be nice to get away from the city and not have to stare at my laptop screen at night hoping that someone will come along and offer me a job.
Am I also dreading going on this vacation? Also yes. Having to be near a man as cruel and rude as Adrian will surely be a recipe for disaster. If his mother didn’t know we are getting a divorce, well, she’s about to find out if anything goes wrong between us.
I stare at Adrian’s text messages that sit inside our
