Adrea was not going to spend her life wallowing in misery. That’s what she told herself as she picked up the book she had abandoned for a week—a week in which Rafael hadn’t come home, and she had been unable to reach out.She was beginning to accept that he didn’t want to see her. So, when work called, she took it as a sign. She needed distraction.But distraction didn’t last.She heard a car in the driveway. Her body went still. She knew that engine’s low, purring sound. She rose too quickly, the rush making her vision speckle with black dots. When her sight cleared, she moved to the window.He was home.Rafael stepped out of the car with the same stiff grace she knew by heart. He pulled an overnight bag from the back seat and turned toward the house. As if he sensed her watching, he looked up.She flinched, stepping back into the dim room. Her reflection in the glass caught her off guard—pale, lips colorless, hair in a limp bun. She barely looked like herself. But none of it mattere
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