Review: Nothing in My Heart

Nothing in My Heart by Peri Elizabeth Scott
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

3 ⭐⭐⭐ - OK decent reads.
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And whatever colored her thoughts, it would make no difference to their relationship. She didn’t have the spunk, nothing to force him to deviate from the path directed by bitterness and resentment.

“You are continually photographed in public with beautiful women on your arm. Women who aren’t your wife.” Beckett shook his head. “Smoke and mirrors, Kamil.” “As you say.”

The number of dinners she’d prepared, only to learn he hadn’t planned to eat them, coming home to change and leave again. To take other women out. The callous disregard by the two men in her life had been her lot, but that was all in the past. Something had changed deep inside of her and she welcomed it with a fierceness she’d never experienced.

Willing back the images of all those beautiful models she’d seen with Becket on the ’Net and in magazines, she studied herself. She’d never measure up, but she looked okay.

She’d clearly stopped cooking when he ignored the meals.

Facing her friend, she said, “He’s never home because he works long hours and then dates other women.” Charity didn’t look surprised and Grace—flinched. “Did you know that, Charity?” “Honey, I’d have to be blind not to know it.

That’s because he rebuffed every effort I made to connect with him, talk with him, anything. And when I persisted… He’s so skilled with words. Like my father. No lectures, just abrupt, derogatory comments that cut me off at the knees. Dismissed.” It was true that people you loved had the ultimate power to wound.

“The worthless me.” “Are you kidding?” Her friend somehow shouted in a whisper. “Are you saying he … that he set out to deliberately make you feel worthless?”

“Lord, Grace. You’re lucky you didn’t end up with a disease as well as a baby.”

“I think I reached my saturation point, however it came about and despite how long it took. The final straw, whatever.”

Though the recent picture of the sparkling brunette on his arm, the one gazing up at him like he’d hung the moon and the stars, had really shaken her. They’d been photographed together a number of times and Grace wondered if this woman would be the one he’d throw her over to pursue.

“Nothing.” “And he’s screwing around?” Incredulity and concern laced her friend’s tone. “I asked him to use a condom and he … well, he was convincing against it.” She couldn’t force herself to confront him with all the other women. Pride before a fall. So stupid. 

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