#Chapter20

Antonio's POV

"A divorce?" I asked in total disbelief when I found Melissa in our master bedroom.

She was rampaging through her walk in closet, throwing clothes into a suitcase when her arms and hands were filled with them.

"Mel, baby I'm sorry." I attempted to stop her but she pushed me away.

"You're sorry? You think you can just apologize and everything would be forgiven, Antonio?

You lied to me. You looked me in my eyes and lied to me."

She continued packing but with every pieces of clothes she put in, I took it out and hung it back in the closet.

"Stop it!" she yelled.

"Please...