He could actually write something like that.

His lips twitched awkwardly, feeling almost too embarrassed to hit send.

But finally, with a reckless determination, he pressed the button.

Jessica's phone chimed several times in a row-messages from Timothy.

She glanced at the pictures and read through the three texts.

A wry smile tugged at Jessica's lips-equal parts amused and defeated.

If he'd said things like this even a few times in the past seven years, maybe she wouldn't have ended up so heartbroken and numb.

Now, the affection she once longed for from him was no longer something she needed.

The vine of love that had once grown in her heart had long since withered and died; no matter how much water he poured on it now, it would never come back to life.

She shut off her phone and went to bed.

Timothy sat there gripping his phone, waiting for her reply.

He waited half an hour.

An hour.

Nothing.

his door. "Sir,

glanced at the time on his phone-noon. It must be past midnight where

be asleep, that's why she wasn't

had to

through Twitter and saw the flood of

pulled off

claimed all the credit, he'd managed to gild his own reputation in

to hand it to

divorce had become an opportunity for

drop of value from the

shuddered to think what

if he'd taken Timothy's offer

doom-scrolling through Twitter, only

immediately, a new trending topic

Post Without a

Timothy's knack for managing publicity. By now, the comments

majority were

had kept his

afraid to let anyone

the

to clear

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