Chapter 117. The Key

Lake POV

It breaks me.

She broke me to pieces. The way she looked at me, crying before me, and those eyes clouded with so much pain, I lost it. I blinked away the tears in my eyes but eventually fell.

How did we get to this point? I had no idea.

Our elevator ride to the penthouse seemed to become more unnerving as if we were going to a war with no return and no chances of winning, but I took that leap.

“Can I get you something to drink?”

“No.” One word was all it took.

I couldn’t take it anymore. “I lied.”

She settled on the couch, and I sat across her. “Which one?”

“I didn’t file a divorce.”

Her eyes shifted to me. “Why did you lie to me?”

I let go of a hard breath. “I haven’t been with anyone nor looked at any women—” I raised my hand. “Okay. I looked at women. It would be another lie if I said I didn’t. I looked at Mom, but you know what I mean. The last woman I had was you in our bed thirty-one da