I did what I had to do, said what I had to say to get her off my porch.
I had to be an asshole.
I had to treat her like I would Laura if she did the same thing because anothersecondof that woman begging me to help, I would’ve caved. She would be here under the mess of court bullshit and my stress on a daily basis.
I’m not doing it.
No matter how much it’ll cost me in the end.
LAURA: I want to see Heath.
Dropping my burger straight in my lap, I glower at the screen, nostrils flaring and my blood pressure beginning to skyrocket through the roof.
This again.
I can feel the blinding hate fill my veins and soul because I wanted a lot of things, too. I begged her for months after she left us to change her mind.
Begged.
I never heard a response to any of those messages.
MICAH: Talk to your lawyer about it.
LAURA: I’m talking to you about it. We don’t have to do it this way. We can figure this out.
Yes, we do.
Laura is a wrecking ball that’s trying to break into our home, and I know she’s going to leave devastation in her wake. It’s in her blood. It’s in her DNA. She cares about nothing andno onebesides herself and what will make her happy at any given moment. It doesn’t matter who she’s going to hurt in the process.
MICAH: Get off my phone and go talk to your lawyer.
LAURA: Micah, I love you. We can be a family.
My stomach knots at her fake admission of trying to manipulate me.
She doesn’t love me.
And she doesn’t love Heath the way she should. Laura admitted she was with someone else.
I haven’t forgotten that fact.
Not because I’m jealous, but because she’s had some sort of happiness that she didn’t and doesn’t deserve.
MICAH: Does your man know about that? Do you want me to play mistress to your boyfriend?
LAURA: Of course not.
LAURA: I just…after being here, I know.
MICAH: You don’t know anything, Laura. Now, again, get off my phone.
LAURA: This could work.
MICAH: And what happens to him?
LAURA: I break up with him. And you and I start fresh.
Do we now?
