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Love, Divorce and Everything else
**Chapter:34: "Lavender Promises"**
The courtroom's tension was still palpable as Myra and Ryan stepped out into the crisp afternoon air. Myra’s heart raced—not from fear, but from a kaleidoscope of emotions. Margaret’s venomous words had left scars, but they were overshadowed by a profound sense of relief. For the first time in years, she felt hope glimmering on the horizon. Her lips curved into a soft smile, and despite the turmoil of the day, she felt a wave of peace wash over her.
Ryan walked beside her, his presence steady and reassuring. As they reached his car, he gently opened the door for her, the gesture speaking volumes about his unwavering support. Myra slid into the passenger seat, her heart swelling with gratitude. When Ryan joined her, he reached for her hand, kissed it tenderly, and whispered, “It will all be over soon, my love. You, me, and Emma—we’ll be a family. I promise to love you both until my last breath.”
Myra turned to him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. “We will be, my love,” she replied. “But I need you to promise me something.” Her voice hardened, laced with a steely resolve that surprised even herself. “Promise me you’ll make Jack and Margaret pay for every tear Emma and I shed. For every moment I spent away from my daughter. I want them to beg for mercy, but I won’t give it to them.”...
The courtroom's tension was still palpable as Myra and Ryan stepped out into the crisp afternoon air. Myra’s heart raced—not from fear, but from a kaleidoscope of emotions. Margaret’s venomous words had left scars, but they were overshadowed by a profound sense of relief. For the first time in years, she felt hope glimmering on the horizon. Her lips curved into a soft smile, and despite the turmoil of the day, she felt a wave of peace wash over her.
Ryan walked beside her, his presence steady and reassuring. As they reached his car, he gently opened the door for her, the gesture speaking volumes about his unwavering support. Myra slid into the passenger seat, her heart swelling with gratitude. When Ryan joined her, he reached for her hand, kissed it tenderly, and whispered, “It will all be over soon, my love. You, me, and Emma—we’ll be a family. I promise to love you both until my last breath.”
Myra turned to him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. “We will be, my love,” she replied. “But I need you to promise me something.” Her voice hardened, laced with a steely resolve that surprised even herself. “Promise me you’ll make Jack and Margaret pay for every tear Emma and I shed. For every moment I spent away from my daughter. I want them to beg for mercy, but I won’t give it to them.”...
