My ex-wife.
"What do you think, sweetheart?" She takes my hand to caress it. The touch feels cold and unnatural.
I stay silent, not responding. Blake senses it's not good.
"You're thinking about Michelle, aren't you? That's why you don't say anything to me."
"Why do you always have to mention her?"
She averts her gaze to Candace, her eyes shining in a strange way.
"Because I feel like she's stealing you from me. You were mine. But since she left, she seems to have settled between us."
It seems like she took our souls, and I feel like she's gaining ground.
I can't believe what she's saying.
"Do you even realize what you're saying? In any case, you stole her family."
Blake shakes her head, annoyed.
"You're wrong. She stayed with you for many years. I know it was my mistake to let
