Chapter 7

Nathan bent down to the little boy, smiling, touching his face–a perfect miniature of his own.

Cooper chattered excitedly about preschool while Claire looked on with a gentle smile. The picture–perfect Greenwich family.

When Cooper reached up for a hug. Nathan stepped back smoothly.

“Cooper, we’ve discussed this,”

The little boy’s lower lip trembled. “Why can all my friends at Greenwich Academy hug their daddies but I can’t? I don’t even drink milk anymore!”

Nathan gave Claire a cold look

She quickly stepped in, her voice soft. “Daddy has to go back to work, sweetheart. Don’t fuss.”

“Why does Daddy always work at night?”

Claire hesitated, then whispered to Nathan: “Can’t you stay? Just this once?”

His face darkened.

“If she comes to the office again, you leave the building immediately. If you appear in front of her again – -accidentally or not you know the consequences.”

He checked his Patek Philippe, pulled on his Brunello coat, and strode out.

Minutes later, when the living room cleared, I fled.

I drove blindly through the snow, my Cayenne cutting through the gathering storm

Ten years ago, on another snowy day.

him- a

skidded, knocking over

shook his head, silently gathering his scattered merchandise with

hands.

gloves, but too poor to

smiling. “How much for

up, those dark eyes meeting mine. “Eight for ladies,

Chapter 7

one of

pink and

ones,” I smiled. “They’re for you.”

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drove away, I

lonely boy stood straight as an

Mom saw his potential, backed his education, sent us both to elite schools abroad.

been married five years.

got pregnant a year

after Nathan

died at Sloan Kettering-

gripped the steering wheel,

life

parents who remained friends- Mom the CEO, Dad the Columbia professor both showering me

marriage, Nathan worshipped me. Every look, every gesture screamed

my PCOS would make conception difficult, Nathan just

himself.

me believe I meant more to him than life

But all along-

was drowning in

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