SEX Unlimited: Volume 1 (Unlimited #1) by Kathryn Perez

 
    The End
     

     
    “I can’t do this anymore, Candace. Things have been bad for a long while between us and I can’ t keep pretending. I want a divorce.”
     
    I hear the words coming out of his mouth but I can’t comprehend them … can’t absorb their meaning. Pain radiates through my chest and my head begins to throb. My eyes fill with tears and I’m short of breath as I fall back onto the edge of the bed because my legs suddenly feel like rubber.
     
    “Do you hear me, Candace?” I nod as my bottom lip begins to quiver. “Say something. Anything. Please.”
     
    I look up at him and a lone tear spills down my cheek. “What do you want me to say, James?” I murmur, my voice cracking as I shake my head back and forth. “ I don ’t understand. What are you saying? You don’t love me anymore?”
     
    He closes the space between us and places his hand on my shoulder. “I do love you. I’m just not in love with you anymore. I’ll always love you, but I’ve met someone else and I can’t lie to you or myself another minute.”
     
    My heart drops and I feel nauseated. I can’t breathe and the room is starting to feel small as the walls close in around me. We’ve been married for fifteen years and dated for several before we finally engaged. I’ve loved him for half my life.
     
    He’s all I know.
     
    Fear invades my thoughts and panic sets in. This can’t be happening to me. Another woman? How did I not see this coming? “Who is it, James? Who is she?”
     
    He drops his head in shame. “ Desiree. ”
     
    Oh my God! His secretary. I’ve invited that woman into my home for holiday parties. I’ve bought her extravagant gifts every year for Christmas. I always thought she worked so hard to help make his job easier. Little did I know that the little whore was doing more of a job on my husband’s dick than anything else.
     
    The pain I’m feeling bleeds into anger and my veins pump a bitter hatred through them. “You fucking bastard!” I bolt up from the bed and slam my hands into his chest, shoving him as hard as I can. “I’ve given you everything. I’ve loved you unconditionally. I don’t deserve this!”
     
    He doesn’t try to defend himself. He just stands there, accepting all of my venom.
     
    “I couldn’t give you a baby. Is that what this is about? My body is broken so you go and find one that isn’t?” My chest is heaving and the tears won’t stop coming. Regret and loss are having a boxing match in my head. I should regret ever loving this man, but the feeling of loss hurts so damn bad. How can I regret something that once made me so happy?
     
    “I’m sorry,” he whispers.
     
    “ I don ’t want your sorry, James. I want you out of this house. Now. I want you gone and I don’t ever want you to come back.”
     
    He nods, and with a turn on his heel walks out of the bedroom and out of my life. Out of our life.
     
    Shattered.
     
    Broken.
     
    Over.
     
    My world has been turned upside down in an instant and I have no idea how I’ll ever get it right side up again. The pain I’m feeling right now is like none I’ve ever experienced before. I wonder if he even realizes the damage he has done. When I married him, I was entrusting my heart and life within his hands. Obviously that was a mistake. A mistake I won’t ever repeat again.
     

 
    New Beginning
     

     

     
    One year later …
     

     
    T oday is the day.
     
    It’s been one year since James and I officially divorced, and the weight of failure is pressing down upon me like an anvil. Fifteen years of marriage and nothing to show for it. The day he left I felt as if I would never recover, but time is a funny thing. It’s as if each day is a thin layer of healing salve. Day after day the pain lessens but the scar never disappears completely.
     
    He gave me the house, but I couldn’t stay there. That was where we made our life and where I dreamed dreams for our future. I couldn’t stand being there