It's been two weeks since she ran out of that door in a hurry. "You can't run away from your own feelings." She remembers him saying. It's true. It was stupid. She was afraid of her own feelings and fled as if he was the one who scared her away.Roman had been nothing but friendly to her. Although he insist that he wasn't her friend. They were business partners now, and things have been doing fine. He'd been trying to get her to spend more personal time with him, but she declined every time.But that night she felt ready. She was tired from working all day and hungry. The thought of having to go home and eat by herself felt stale. Declan won't be home until late as he had been for weeks. The raincheck to have dinner at Sebastian's was gone and forgotten.She walked into Ludus. The place was different at night, more private, and personal, and felt like home. She loved it for that, and the smell of the floral diffuser was delightful.She got to The Heart and looked at the room from the

He remembered the look on Olivia's face when she found out what he had been hiding from her. That moment of realization that the past several years of her life, he ... her husband ... the man she had vowed to spend the rest of her life with ... had been with another woman. He never thought he could hurt someone so deeply in a matter of minutes. He watched as her world shattered in front of him, falling into the abyss of his betrayal there was nothing he could do to undo it, he had caused it, and he opened the gates of hell.What do you say when you're caught red-handed in a lie? She noticed that things had been different even though he tried as hard as he could to make it look like everything was the way it's always been. He goes to work, and adds a few extra hours after work twice or three times a week. He comes home, took a shower, had dinner, and locked himself in his study to do more work. The only difference was, he did only half the work that he usually does, and the other half

"Is that today?" Declan sounded oblivious to Olivia's question.She shut her eyes. He always forgets. It seems like he can say one thing and sound like he really meant it, he would even lay out the details about his plan on what they would be doing on the weekend and right on the day ... he just forgets."I don't think I can make it, honey, I'm so sorry." His apology didn't even sound sincere.She nodded, her phone still pressed against her ear. "That's fine." Although it's not."We'll do it next week," Declan was quick with his promises."Sure," she was quick to answer.She has an extra bottle of wine to herself, she thought. For a brief second, she wished she had said 'yes' to Roman's invitation earlier, but it was a crazy idea."Alright, I'll see you later, sweetie ... if you're still up.""I'm just gonna watch something on Netflix ... see you later."She hung up without even saying goodbye. It annoys her when he does that. It made her regret ever believing that he would actually d

There are parts of the city that people from high society never go to. Olivia knows it, and Declan knows that Olivia knows that. And for that exact reason, he chose those places to meet with people he didn't want Olivia ever to know that he meets them.Downtown Lancaster where they have pubs and bars for after-office-hour hangouts is one of those places. It's where he took his mistress for drinks and alone time without worrying he would meet anyone that might recognize him or know his wife. But that was a long time ago, and it didn't help him either, he still got caught.He goes to the same area in the central business district near his office building to meet up with a mysterious man every now and then. Roman learned about this from the private investigator he hired to look for Olivia. After a while, he decided he would go and see it for himself.It's the same man every time. Light-colored hair, medium built, much shorter than Declan because Declan was quite tall. The man looked like

Whenever she goes to a party at a house like the Murphy Mansion, she always finds the time to separate herself from Declan's crowd. The place is so big, she was bound to find an area where no one goes to.That night, it was the second-floor balcony facing the vast garden at the back. She could see the reflection of the glittering moonlight on the pond. The stillness of the night somehow settled the turbulence in her mind.The sound of people laughing at Brian's jokes was faintly heard from where she stood with a glass of champagne in her hand. She'd been taking a glass from every corner of the house where they serve it, chugged it down her throat trying to forget what Declan said about having a triplet, and ... Selma Curtis.She felt the hair on her back stood up, the low-cut dress couldn't protect her from the chill breeze. She rubbed her arms and sighed. She didn't want to go back inside now that the news about the triplet had become the party's main discussion or more like the part