Fused (Lost in Oblivion #4.5)
“She had officially reached the end of her very short rope.
It was Friday night, four days after the show from hell. The latest show from hell, since there had been a few lately. All had been quiet on the husband front, and the appointment she’d had with the lawyers had gone over well with no mention of incriminating pictures.
To say she’d breathed a sigh of relief was an understatement. Oh, she’d still had more than her share of bad moments over the situation during the past week. Those pictures felt like a loose thread that could wrap around her throat and do some serious damage when she least expected it. Someone had taken them, and someone had sent them. Just because they weren’t coming forward yet didn’t mean they wouldn’t.
In the meantime, she was keeping on keeping on.
At least the Nick situation had been put to bed. She’d barely seen him this week, thank God, as she’d decided not to push for a meeting with Oblivion just yet.
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