"I promise I won't divorce you, and I won't give her any official status. Can't you just let it go? Why do you have to push Rachel to the edge?" Tyler demanded.

"She pushed me first," I held his gaze, unwavering. "And the divorce is happening, I can't live with you anymore. It's like eating what you think is a chocolate bar in the dark, then someone flips on the lights and you realize you've been munching on chocolate-covered crap filth. Now that you know what it really is, ...