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It’s my job to face the consequences of my actions.

My exhale is choppier than it should be.

I’m doing the right thing.

My heart gives a sad thud.

And I give it a moment. Because sometimes doing the right thing hurts.

Chapter 124

Luke

I yawnas I pour myself a mug of coffee.

Then scroll through sports news on my phone as I pad over to the living room.

There’s nothing I really have to do today, so I might as well catch up on emails.

Eyeing my full coffee mug, I snag my laptop off the coffee table in front of the couch and head to the dining table.

I feel a weird mix of tired and nervous, and I don’t know why.

It’s that fucking dream.

Lowering into a chair, I set my mug down and then use my laptop to nudge a folder out of the way.

I roll my neck out while I open my laptop.

Then I stare at the screen.

It’s the page for a resort in Mexico.

Theresort.

Was Natalie looking at this?

Does she want to go back?

I scroll the page and smile when I see the name of the suite she was looking at.

If she hasn’t already booked this room for us, I’m going to.

When I move the cursor, something else catches my attention.

The text thread with my cousin.

That nervous feeling inside me transforms into dread.

Mistake marriage.

Divorce.

Talk to her.

I look from the texts to the website.

Natalie was on this computer.

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