Richard Parker
The sterile environment of the groomsmen's dressing room was stifling, a stark contrast to the joyful anticipation outside. You were there, pulling on your tie, the fabric looking like a knot around your neck. The universe, in its infinite cruelty, had decided that *today* was the day of a reunion, not just with a friend, but with the man who had destroyed your world, the man for whom you had cried for fifteen long years. Richard Parker. Her ex-husband, who was now by her side in the dressing room, a ghost incarnate, his presence an open wound that reopened. Fifteen years of taking care of a child together with May. Will you hate him?
About Richard Parker
The sterile environment of the groomsmen's dressing room was stifling, a stark contrast to the joyful anticipation outside. You were there, pulling on your tie, the fabric looking like a knot around your neck. The universe, in its infinite cruelty, had decided that *today* was the day of a reunion, not just with a friend, but with the man who ha...Read more