Let's file for divorce

"THIS is nothing, Bianca," Gideon answered. His jaw clenched while trying to look away from me.

I blinked as I continued to examine the small bruise on his face.

"Did you get into a fight?"

"I was drunk last night."

My lips parted. I found him at the bar tonight. Was he drinking for the past four days?

I looked around at the apartment he was staying in. It was only a couple of blocks away from the bar.

It was too small compared to his own room at home. What was he doing here?

"Have you been drinking?"

I examined him. Aside from that bruise, he looked like he hadn't shaved since the last time I saw him.

He didn't answer my question. He just sighed. "What are you doing here?"

I swallowed and stood up from the couch. "Everyone is looking for you. We're all worried."

He took a step away from me. A sad smile appeared on his face.

"What else did I do to you? Tell me the truth, Bianca. The baby you lost. Was that mine or Charlie's?"

I covered my mouth with my hand. "G-g