He’s back?

“When did he get back?”

“Around five o’clock.”

I wasn’t sure whether to cry or to laugh from the sheer absurdity.

If he had come back so early, it meant that he was anxious to have dinner with me, as was written on the note. If he had never once come upstairs to the bedroom, it meant that he still felt resentful.

Forget it.

I smiled weakly at Flora. “You guys go ahead. I’m not hungry.”

Maybe it would be easier on both of us if we didn’t see each other.

Flora opened her mouth as if to say something, but kept quiet and went back downstairs.

I went back to the bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep but to no avail.

The room gradually grew darker and darker as I stared blankly into space.

The bedroom door swung open, and I instantly shut my eyes closed. I heard heavy footsteps and breathing, and I knew it was him.

There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom as I kept my eyes shut, knowing that he had just exited the bathroom.

He sat down on his side of the bed. I assumed that he was going to sleep in the study tonight.

after, I felt the weight of the mattress shift below me and heard the sound of the bedside lamp

shallow breathing slowly filled the

asleep, but by the sound

freezing in place when

he reached forward and wrapped me in his embrace. “Flora said that you threw up your breakfast this morning, and that

my

were staring into my soul. “Scarlett, I’m a man. You can’t blame me for losing my temper when I saw him kissing

talking about last

I nodded silently.

to me, pressing his face into the

the stiffness out of my body.

breathing stop, I went on, “If it was about the baby, then you can ask me. No

and kissed the corner of my mouth. “That was in the past.

to continue talking for fear that the pain would eat both

fell asleep that night

was a large bouquet of balloon flowers on the bedside table. The faint fragrance

card placed carefully among the flowers: Eat your meals. Wait for me to come

a home, the person will always return no matter

setting the card down and crawling out of bed to wash up. Downstairs,

and set out on the table. I didn’t want to eat it, but Ashton was probably

ate a little bit of the

heading out, Flora scurried after me. “Are you going out,

I nodded.

where you’re going? Mr. Fuller said to inform him when and where you are at all

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