“I appreciate that.”

“No need for thanks…” Tyrone meant to add, “You’re my wife.” But he couldn’t bring himself to voice it.

Despite their three-year marriage, he had plenty of chances to call her his wife. But he had never done it.

And now, he wasn’t qualified to say so.

In a desperate hope, Tyrone wished the snowfall would continue indefinitely, so they could remain here, far from their tainted past.

And they could stay away from the imminent divorce.

But this was mere wishful thinking.

The snow ceased overnight.

the next day, they started

exited the highway, Sabrina proposed, “We should collect our IDs before heading to

added, “We still have

desire for divorce, still felt a punch to his gut. His

the frigid weather outside, as

knuckles turned ghostly white. In a rough voice, he managed to say,

went back to the villa, fetched their IDs, and got back in the

the drive to

a heavy

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