"Bryn, please—don't cry, I..."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Briony looked at him, her voice trembling. "Stewart, this

is my life. I don't need you to save me like this."

A sharp pain twisted in Stewart's chest.

"Bryn, the only thing that matters is that you're alive."

He reached out, wanting to wipe away her tears, but Briony stepped back and

stood up, just out of reach.

She brushed the tears from her face, her voice icy. "You traded ten years of

marriage to save my life, Stewart. Do you really think that makes you some kind of

hero?"

Stewart's breath caught. "I didn't think about any of that. In that moment, all I

wanted was for you to survive. Bryn, everything else pales in comparison to you

being alive..."

Briony stared at him, eyes shining with tears.

Suddenly, she let out a brittle laugh and nodded. "You're right. Compared to being

alive, nothing else matters."

"Bryn, don't overthink this. You have to live. Our kids need their mother."

Stewart swallowed hard. "Don't pay any attention to what Xenia Cooper says. The

deal was between me and her—it has nothing to do with you. I didn't tell you

was my choice. Even now, if Xenia Cooper

If you want to call me selfish,

stand the thought of our kids growing up without their

gazed at

face.

used the children as an excuse, never once mentioning how

play dumb. After everything they'd been through, if she

feelings for her, she'd be

bear the

or at

beyond that... Love tangled up with a

say it, I'll believe

tears away

steady gaze.

me for the

believe.

owe you anything, then

that we're even. I can do

kind

Jive. You're right nothing

than that. So

it. I'll accept all of

Stewart felt as though an invisible hand

today, you're

I

of our

remarried, we

From

be a room for you

Mansion. If you

kids, let me know ahead

and I'll arrange it—or

to

her words became,

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