Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 67

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Marilyn

Marilyn was just sitting staring absently out at the creek that ran between her office and the house, a cup of tea in her hand, as she thought about how the next few chapters in her new book were going. Some days everything just flowed smoothly, and she could work nonstop for 10 or 12 hours.

Other days it could take half a day just to get one chapter right when she wrote it, and was unhappy with it, deleted it and tried again, or kept certain parts of it and worked on it again, multiple times until it finally came together. It wasn’t as easy as everyone thought it was to pull a book together, and could take months or years of planning and plotting to get it all right.

She moved her eyes from the scenery and back to her laptop only to realise it had happened again. Somewhere along the way she’d put her cup of tea aside and her hands were at the keyboard and her fingers were flying over the keys. She’d not even been thinking about Calvin or her old life.

But there were now as she hit the enter key, a file opened before her, and pictures popped up on the laptop. There were many pictures of an ocean view taken from what she could see from the top of a cliff. As she clicked through them, there were many of her younger self smiling at the camera. Things she’d taken herself she knew, there were plenty of selfies taken of her on a bench seat up on a cliff top.

There were pictures of a house, and from what she saw all the pictures of her at that house were again. selfies. There were photos of her in a garden, one of her sitting with her laptop under a tree. She was smiling. it was even tagged ‘my writing place. There were some of her inside that house, everything was just her on her own, there was no Calvin.

But that house in them was something to look at. It was big and impressive. William had told her that they lived apart, her in a house by the ocean and Calvin in the city. This was she could only presume the house she as Marrin had lived in, the one in their divorce that she was supposed to get, but had opted to take cash

for instead.

What she was looking at she realised was her life as Marrin Reeves, her life outside of their marriage, when she wasn’t posing as his wife, but was living at the house he’d bought for her to live in.

As Marilyn moved through the photos on the computer, she could see that Marrin was happy in her life. Clearly, Marrin had saved everything of her life to her cloud space, and it was still all there to be accessed if one knew the login and password.

Marilyn didn’t even recall now, the login or password she had kind of just zoned out, and then it had appeared before her. That woman in the photos she was scrolling through didn’t look like she feared anything. She wasn’t gaunt or stressed looking, as one would be when they had constant fear rolling in the back of their subconscious mind, wondering when their abusive husband was going to turn up and turn on them.

She sighed heavily to herself as she leaned back in her chair and stared at the photos. Was her old life now about to start to reveal itself to her after all these years? Her doctor had once told her she could possibly regain her memory in time. That something might trigger it one day.

Seeing Marrin and Calvin kissing at the airport, watching Marrin’s struggle with her own emotions that day had been what triggered it, and she knew it. She didn’t know if she’d get it all back at once or just bits and pieces of it, over time, with other things that were going to trigger it, but from that day of her first memory to

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now, it had been several days.

So she could only suppose it was going to come in bits and pieces, not in its entirety. Or maybe she would just have moments like she did now and the other day. Where she was all zoned out and recalled nothing of her actions, but had done something Marrin herself would have done she supposed.

All she could tell from those photos was that Marrin, in her life on her own at that house, looked to be happy. It also confirmed that Marrin had been her as an author, that one photo of her sitting with her laptop tagged my writing space, proved she’d been writing while married to Calvin. That she had indeed kept it from everyone, seeing that no one knew about it.

Marilyn was pulled from her thoughts as her eyes moved to a car clearing the tree–lined driveway and pulled up out the front of her house. She watched the boys get out of it and glanced at the time. Her day had seemed to have flown by, the school day was over. She got up herself to go out there and greet them.

Pulled on a pair of dark tinted sunglasses to help with the change of light and lessen her chance of reacting to the sudden light change. When going from inside to outside and stepped out the door and raised a hand to them and smiled, they waved at her and ran off into the house.

Marilyn walked across the bridge over the running creek and smiled at Ashley as she turned the car around. to head off for the day. Her day usually ended after dropping the boys at home. Anything after school time, Marilyn would call a cab for if they had to go and get something or just have it delivered to the house.

“Hi Ashley, were they any trouble?” she asked as the car pulled to a stop and Ashley wound the window down to greet her.

“No, but they have got a new dad joke for you. I won’t spoil it.” Ashley chuckled, “I’ll see you on Monday unless you need me?”

“It’s you,

smile on her face.

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They were both staring at her now, full of curiosity, and she just knew they were wondering if she’d come across any photos of her with their dad. She had but.. It wasn’t a real marriage, and with her conflicting emotions over how she felt and what she’d seen, she didn’t know what to tell them right that minute.

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