“You like the attention, right?” my husband said. I almost laughed. Six years, and he still didn’t know me at all.
BARBARA
Every Thanksgiving for six years, I got it right. Down to the last detail. And on the last one, I watched him comfort his high school sweetheart instead of me. That was the night he called it “attention.”
I used to think it was one bad night that broke us. It wasn’t. It was six years of small cracks, and he just happened to be standing there when the whole thing finally came down.
I told myself it was love — burned hands, shelved dreams, and a little less of me every year so he could shine. He paraded me like his best asset. He never once called me his equal.
Now I’m done playing the supporting cast in my own life.
NOLAN
I was wrong. It just took me far too long to see it. I called myself her partner — and left her to fight alone. I called myself her provider — and never saw what it cost her.
I called myself faithful — and never noticed the line I was standing on. It took another man buying her painting — a stranger who saw her before I ever did — to finally wake me up.
Whatever it costs me, I will fix what I broke. I will become the man worth coming back to.
Titles in the Begging for a Second Chance series include: If You Forget Me ~ Talk to Me ~ Stop Taking Me for Granted ~ Stop Treating Me Like a Footnote ~ Stop Showing Me Off Like a Trophy ~
This is a no-spice romance, perhaps with closed-door or fade-to-black scenes. Tension and kisses might be involved.
