Phoebe''s words hit Theodore like a ton of bricks. He stared at her, stunned, as if his soul had been sucked out of him.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe just stared back, all calm and cold.


    Her icy stare sent shivers down Theodore''s spine. He raised a shaky hand to cover her eyes, trying to block out that unfamiliar look.


    "Phoebe, don''t look at me like that. I can''t take it," he begged.


    Phoebe didn''t move an inch. Nothing could touch her heart anymore.


    Her heart had died that day.


    Theodore looked at her nk face, feeling totally hopeless. He lost his cool and snapped, "I don''t care if you don''t like me anymore, or if you hate my guts. I love you, and I''m not letting you go. Divorce? Forget it." Like he was scared she''d say something to set him off, he let go of her hand and stood up. "You''re still sick. Rest up. When you''re better, I''m taking you home."


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