Page 101 of One Foggy Christmas
I stare blankly ahead, numbness taking over.
What if Nash is the love of my life, and I just let him walk away?
NASH
It’s beenone month since Christmas Eve, and the night I was forced to walk away from everything important to me.
Technically, I wasn’tforced.But leaving was the right thing to do, no matter how much I wanted to stay and keep fighting for us.
But no matter how hard I fight, I can’t change what her heart has already decided.
Sadie doesn’t love me.
At least not anymore.
She holds my whole world in her hands, and I just have to wait for her to decide what to do with it. Until then, I promised Lindy I wouldn’t text or call Sadie to see how she’s doing.
Or to see if she’s changed her mind.
Lindy said Sadie would contact me if she wants to talk. So, I haven’t reached out.
Everything hurts—my heart, my mind, my entire soul.
It’s a type of loss similar to death. I’m grieving Sadie like I grieved Nolan.
Our home feels empty without her here. My happy life discarded. The bright, shiny future, all those best-laid plans put in place, don’t work without her.
So when Jay’s text comes through one night after work, I feel my last shred of hope evaporate as I read the words.
Jay
Nash, Sadie has decided to file for divorce. I’m so sorry.
She’s made her decision, throwing me to rock bottom.
I fall onto my bed, curl into the fetal position, and sob for the love I lost.
SADIE
“It’s an extremelygenerous settlement,” Stetson says as he reads through the divorce papers.
Settlementfeels like such a weird word, something you’d use for a business deal, not a loving three-year marriage to a man as kind and sweet as Nash.
“He’s offering a fifty-fifty split of all the assets, even his company, Superior Health.”
My eyes lift. “Superior Health isn’t mine. It’s his.”
“You’re a co-owner. So technically, you’re entitled to fifty percent of it. He was stupid to list you as a co-owner or not have you sign a prenup.”
I said the same thing to Nash a few months ago in his kitchen—ourkitchen—the day he brought me home from the hospital. Isaid all those things before I knew him and understood the kind of love he has for me. I regret those words now and the way I mocked him.
“I expected some kind of prenup, you know, since you built your business before you knew me. It’s only smart to protect yourself and your assets.”
“I didn’t feel like I needed protection. I trust you completely, and I trust what we have together.”
“Sometimes things change.”
“But how I feel about you never will.”
