Chapter4 

Over the next few days, I sold some of my less valuable possessions, the trinkets that held so man memories from my past life. 

Now, they seemed like nothing more than cheap junk. 

I packed them all up and sold them to a junk dealer for a pittance. 

That afternoon, as I continued packing, Jason appeared, holding out a fifty–dollar bill. His voice wa stiff. “Here’s your money.” 

I took the money and nodded. 

“Thanks.” 

He watched me, his expression unreadable. His eyes fell on my packed suitcase. 

“I’m planning to take Kate with me to New York first. You don’t have to pack.” 

I continued packing, simply nodding. 

He seemed unnerved by my lack of reaction. 

“What’s gotten into you lately? You’re like a different person.” 

I turned to him impatiently. I didn’t want any complications. 

Even though Jason didn’t love me, if he found out that Kate’s name was on the marriage license, he might try to remarry me for her sake. 

I wanted nothing more to do with either of them. 

“Nothing. I’m just packing my things,” 

“So I can move back home when you go to New York.” 

He seemed relieved, then added, “I’m not saying you can’t come to New York.” 

“It’s just that Kate’s never been there, and she wants to see it. I’ll send for you in a few months.” 

I nodded absently. 

In my previous life, he hadn’t sent for me for eight whole years 

Not until Kate married a rich army brat from New York did he finally bring me there 

He watched me, uncomfortable Usually when we were alone, I would chatter non–stop Now, my silence made him fidgety 

“Didn’t you always want to take wedding photos? Let’s go to the studio tomorrow” 

That wasn’t going to work I planned to buy some college supplies tomorrow 

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silence made him fidgety. 

“Didn’t you always want to take wedding photos? Let’s go to the studio tomorrow.” 

That wasn’t going to work. I planned to buy some college supplies tomorrow. 

I was about to make an excuse when Kate walked in, looping her arm through Jason’s. 

“Jasony, what studio? I want to take pictures too!” 

Jason smiled and patted Kate’s head. “Sure, we’ll all go tomorrow.” 

“You two go. I have things to do tomorrow.” 

Jason frowned. “What’s more important than our wedding photos?” 

“We’ll take the photos first, and then I’ll go with you to buy whatever you need.” 

His tone was firm, leaving no room for argument. 

Kate chimed in, “Yeah, Sandy, you’re not not going just because of me, are you?” 

I didn’t want to argue, so I agreed.