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 thin figure

car skidded, knocking over his display.

his head, silently gathering his

hands.

gloves, but too poor to wear

smiling. “How much

meeting mine. “Eight for

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one of each.

pink and black

ones,” I smiled. “They’re for you.”

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drove away,

straight as an

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

five years. Cooper looks about three,

got pregnant a year after our wedding.

Nathan first mentioned her

weeks after Mom died at Sloan Kettering-

wheel, sobbing like

life was charmed.

friends- Mom

worshipped me. Every look, every

said my PCOS would make conception difficult, Nathan just joked that meant he’d have me all to

himself.

made me believe I meant more to him

But all along-

in

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