Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Becky didn’t like reminiscing. This dream made her feel as if being cut off from the outside world for ages.

The curtains were still drawn, and the room was dark. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, got up, and changed her clothes before parting the curtains.

It was after eleven in the morning. The sun was shining bright.

Becky stood at the French windows for a long time before she turned and went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

She trembled as she splashed cold water on her face.

It was then she realized that she had a fever and that washing her face with cold water wasn’t good for her in her present condition.

Becky looked in the mirror and found her pale, gaunt reflection looking back at her. She was really sick.

Her phone began to vibrate. She collected her thoughts before answering it. “Hello?”

“Are you okay?”

her. He frowned as he heard the hoarseness

that she realized it

asked instead, “Did you catch a cold? Did you go to the

Becky a headache. She frowned as

water, and settled down on the sofa

once she had some water in her system. She ordered porridge and medicine online

doorbell rang, she thought it was the takeout she had

see that it was

a hand to feel her forehead. Becky was slow to react and couldn’t avoid the

under his palm was so hot,

at her and said, “You’re looking at me so intently. Aren’t you afraid of

back and said, “I caught a cold. If

I come to you if I have nothing else to do? Why aren’t you going to

as him and she watched as he easily pushed the door open and walked in. He

speaking when a knock sounded on the