“What?” Lee sounded confused.
“She can’t marry you because she’s still married to me.” Clinton declared, taking steps towards us.
“And what gives you the right to say that? I don’t care if she’s your wife, but surely a divorce is an option.” Lee, still one knee on the floor, said trying to sound calm.
“Don’t worry, Lee, their marriage was fake. Clinton, let’s go home now.” Sophia said, but Clinton ignored her; he turned to me, taking my hands into his.
“Please don’t do it. Please!” He begged. I looked at Lee, who looked hopeless and had tears in his eyes, knowing fully well that if I had to choose, it wouldn’t be him. I was glad I was open with him from the start. Sophia looked stunned by Clinton’s sudden behaviour.
I snatched my hands from Clinton’s and positioned my fingers, ready t
