oo numb to fight it. When I walked into our living room, it wasn't filled with our close friends. It was a netwo

ming, pull

ced to a group of our most important clients. "He's joining our fir

in his eyes. "Good to have you back, Br

our life, in our home. Throughout the party, he was a shadow at Jenny's side, his hand resti

hampagne. "A toast! To Brian's r

to hand

t. I was a recovering alcoholic, a fact she knew better

be petty, Brian. It's a toast. Don't

wn on a nearby table, my hand shaking with a mix of rage a

than a minute before he foll

Wes said, his voice dripping w

staring out at

continued, his voice dropping to a lewd whispe

shattered. I turned and my fist connected with his jaw. The crack of b

him again, but sudd

hat are y

lap was sharp, stinging. It wasn't the pain that shocked me, but t

m up, cradling his head. "Are you ok

ted with disgust. "You're a violent,

t's hesitation. In that instant, I knew my marr