Chapter 79

Latisha clenched her jaw, the pain making her face even paler. Staring into his deep eyes, she slowly gave up the fight.

Clifford didn't move further. He just watched her until she went completely still, then he released her.

She slid off the desk and crumpled to the floor, clutching her stomach, afraid to move. Any motion sent waves of searing pain through her.

"Think about what I said," Clifford's voice came from above her.

He turned to leave, but his pant leg was suddenly caught. He looked down to see Latisha gripping the fabric.

She slowly lifted her head, her face white with pain. Anyone could see she was in agony. She took a few shuddering breaths, trying to suppress the pain.

She let go of his pants and raised a trembling hand. *If you hate me and everyone around me so much, why don't you just divorce me?*