Nothing Left to Defend

Judd stood in the empty bedroom for a long time. He looked at the wardrobe still half open, the drawer he had never noticed before still sitting ajar where Hazel had pulled out her clothes. He moved toward the wardrobe and pulled it open fully. His clothes hung there alone. Hers were gone. All of them. Even the maternity clothes she had bought a month ago when she was still pretending that everyth