“Sign it?” Jonathan let out a bitter laugh, though his eyes burned red. “Angela, look me in the eye and tell me if this is still about what happened a few days ago? Pauline is like a sister to me. Of course, I was devastated when she died, but I already explained that to you.”
His fingertip brushed the signature line on the divorce papers.
He then added, his voice tight, “Listen to me. I will never agree to a divorce. I know you’ve always resented my past with Pauline, but she’s gone now…”
He caught my shoulders, though his grip was light. “All I want now is a life with you and Ethan. I’ve put every bonus into Ethan’s account. I come home straight from work every day to help him. I even bought that eel just to make you smile. What more do you want from me?”
At the mention of the eel, my fingertips went cold.
Jonathan had hated trouble since he was a boy. He had never kept pets. I loved fish, but no matter how many times I asked him before, he always refused to let me keep any at home.
Yet three days ago, he suddenly had a friend fly one in from Europe, saying he wanted to bring some life into the living room.
The eel was always restless at night, far more than it should have been.