Tyler studied the shattered glass by his feet and asked, "What happened?"
Vicky panicked and said, "I accidentally dropped the light last night, and it was too late to clean..." Not daring to meet his eyes, she muttered, "W—When did you get home?"
"In the morning."
Vicky did not have the courage to ask him about where he had been. "Go ahead to the dining room for breakfast," she said. "I'll clean the room."
"Leave it." He reached to grab her wrist. "Leave it to Nanny Paterson. Come and have breakfast with me."
"Okay..."
The breakfast seemed to stretch indefinitely.
To her bewilderment, Tyler did not leave after breakfast, and he simply remained sitting in the dining room with his coffee as he watched the finance news.
Vicky was both confused and worried that Tyler would notice something, so instead of asking him about it, she decided to go upstairs to change and head to the studio.
"Vicky." He set down his coffee and called out to her abruptly. "Pack your things and come with
