"Make a choice, Kimberley. Another five years of misery. But this time, in between prison walls. Or you work for me as my PA."

****

I heaved a sigh as his words repeated in my head. Tears rolled down my eyes and I sniffled.

I looked towards my kids who are sound asleep on the bed. It is past ten pm and the night is cool and refreshing. I am glad I opened the windows. I believe the refreshing wind is contributing to their beauty sleep.

They get cranky and sweaty if it is a stuffy night with no wind even though the windows are open.

Ryan would find it...