Chapter 1

HAZEL

Three long hours had passed, and Ravel was nowhere to be found. I had made countless attempts to reach him, not out of anger or frustration over our abandoned plans for the evening, but rather out of genuine concern for his well-being. It was completely out of character for Ravel to be incommunicado, especially when it came to letting me know if he would be running late or returning home in the wee hours of the night.

Unable to contain my restlessness, I paced anxiously back and forth, the hem of my flowing gown trailing behind me. Sensing my unease, Jane offered her well-intentioned advice. “You really should stop pacing around in that long gown,” she cautioned, her voice laced with genuine concern. “You might end up injuring yourself if you’re not careful.”

Pausing abruptly, I directed an intense glare at Jane, my frustration and worry bubbling to the surface. “Do you honestly believe that my concern right now revolves around the fear of falling?” I retorted, my voice tinged with a mixture of anguish and frustration. Sniffing to stave off the tears threatening to spill, I resumed my restless pacing, unable to find solace in Jane’s attempt to assuage my fears.

“My husband is three hours overdue, Jane,” I emphasized, my voice quivering with worry. “He’s never late, not like this.”

In an attempt to offer some semblance of comfort, Jane muttered softly, her voice laced with uncertainty. “Perhaps he’s just caught up with work,” she ventured, her words lacking conviction. “Nothing has happened to him. We’re talking about Mr. Southwark, nothing will definitely happen to him.”

As if to affirm the truth in Jane’s previous remarks, the entrance door swung open, revealing Ravel’s unexpected presence. Abruptly halting in his tracks, he fixated his gaze upon me, seemingly taken aback by the sight of me standing in the living room, resembling a disheveled panda in distress.

as an uncontrollable s ob wracked through my trembling frame. In an instant, I sprinted towards him, enclosing him in a desperate, tight embrace. “What happened, Rav? I’ve been incessantly calling you, but you never

me, and he stood in silence, offering no explanation. Drawing back slightly, I

tight grip and took a deliberate step back. “We need to talk, Hazel,” he muttered, his

my brows furrowed in concern. “What do we need to talk

you prefer to have this conversation here or in

seen at the moment, their omnipresence was a constant reminder. I swallowed hard, struggling to find my voice. “Let’s go to our

curt nod, his gaze avoiding mine, and proceeded to walk past me, ascending the stairs with a deliberate pace. I followed him silently, my

I faced my husband, a knot of worry tightening in my chest. “Rav, what’s happening?” I inquired, my voice filled with a

world. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” he began, his voice tinged with a hint

hesitant step closer to him. “What do you mean, Rav?” I asked, my words laced with a genuine desire for understanding. “Things have always been wonderful between us. Just this morning, you whispered words of love as we made love. How

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devoid of its usual warmth. Turning to face me, his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, sending a shiver down my spine. “I’ve been doing that

to say, Rav?” I whispered, my voice barely

until now. “I want you

hung in the air, piercing my heart with its implication. “What’s in there?” I asked, my voice sounding foolish even to my own ears, as I already knew the answer, yet was too terrified to fully

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