ZEATH.

“How about Yolie?” Mellow asks, her soft and pure eyes divulging all that there is in her mind. Fear.

She’s terrified—of me, of what I could do. If only she knew what really awaits her; and it’s not the divorce papers she may be expecting.

Of course, she’s going to live each day thinking I may serve her divorce papers. But she won’t see what’s coming.

“I… will take care of her…” I couldn’t complete that sentence. I wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise now, ...