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I take a deep breath and gaze into Paul’s big, brown eyes. But, I’m picturing Savannah’s bright blue ones. “First, I want to say I’m sorry for walking out last night. I should’ve stayed and tried to talk things through, but I’m not the best at communicating my feelings. I’m working on it, though.”

Paul gives a snort and lays all the way down. God, the dog doesn’t even believe me.

“Sav, I need you to know how much I’ve come to care about you. I can’t imagine living without you. You bring so much to my life and I’m sorry for being a jerk…”

I sigh and finish my beer. I hope I sound genuine, but I think it sounds borderline pathetic. When I look back down at the 20 pages I filled in the notebook, front and back, my handwriting begins to look blurry. I rub my fists into my grainy eyes and yawn. Six empty beer bottles sit on the coffee table in front of me and my watch reads 3am. Guess I should call it a night.

Because first thing tomorrow, I’m heading over to Sunset Terrace to win my wife back.

Unfortunately, things don’t go how I plan in the morning. After waking up extra early, jogging down the beach with Paul, showering and downing a quick cup of coffee, I practice my speech again. It takes me 20 minutes to get the whole thing out and just as I finish up, there’s a knock on the door.

Savannah,I think, and my heart jolts against my ribs. Paul jumps up and barks.

I jog over, throw the door open and see Margo.Dammit.“Margo, I was just about to leave-”

Margo sweeps right past me and I roll my eyes. “Where’s your child bride?” she asks in a haughty voice.

“Savannah isn’t here.” Paul growls low in the back of his throat and I pet his head. “Easy boy.”

She glances down at Paul and makes a face at the dog. “Did she leave you already, Nicholas?”

My eyes narrow and I cross my arms. “What do you want? Did you come to pay for the window you broke?”

Margo raises a slim brow, but neither confirms or denies anything about breaking my window. She does look pleased, though, as she glances around the room. Probably because there’s absolutely no sign that Savannah ever lived here. “I’ve decided to give you another chance,” she announces.

What? Is she delusional?“I’m married, Margo.”

She laughs. “It was a quickie, tacky Vegas wedding. I have no idea what you were thinking, but I came here to tell you that once you get your head screwed on straight again and get this marriage annulled, we can start over.”

“I’d have to get a divorce and that’s not going to happen.”

“What in the world can you possibly have in common with someone who is half your age?”

“I don’t know how to explain this kindly so I’ll just lay it out there: I never loved you, Margo, so why would I want to get back together with you?”

“You’re an idiot, Nick. Who said anything about love? Marriage to me comes with half a billion dollars and social prestige. That used to mean something to you.”

I just shake my head. “Not anymore.”

“Oh, so you think you’re better than me now?”

“No, I don’t.”

“Then, what’s your problem?”

“No problem. I just finally fell in love.”

My admission seems to shock her into a moment of silence. “Wow. I’m sure you think that now, but you’re not in love. You’re not capable of love. I remember how cool you can be. How you can turn your emotions on and off. Don’t fool yourself. People like us-- we don’t fall in love. It’s a weakness.”

“I used to think that. But, not anymore.”

Margo lets out an annoyed sigh. “You’ve seriously lost your mind.”

But, I shake my head. “No. I think for the first time in my life, I’m thinking clearly. And, I need to leave so if you’re finished...”

Her pale green eyes shoot flames and Margo looks ready to murder me. “When she leaves you, don’t you dare come back to me. Because she will, you know. It’s only a matter of time. Your precious Savannah is going to leave just like your father did.”

Her words hit me hard and then she sweeps out. What if Margo is right? What if Savannah doesn’t want to hear me out? What if-

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