He carried his drunk ex-wife home in silence. No argument, no bitterness, no words. Just his arms, her weight, and a quiet so heavy it said everything 3 years of divorce papers never could.
Daniel Mercer had loved Claire once, completely, recklessly, with everything a man could give. But she had walked out that door on her own two feet. And tonight, on a cold sidewalk outside a bar she had no business being in alone, those same feet couldn’t hold her up anymore.
