Miranda drove while Felix sat in the back, holding Mia.“Daddy,” Mia asked in her soft, childish voice, “did Aunt Xena teach you how to play the piano?”“No,” Felix replied with a faint smile.“Then who taught you?”“I taught myself,” he said.Miranda’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. Felix had taught himself piano for Xena.All those years of marriage, she had thought he simply wasn’t the romantic type. But the truth was, it wasn’t that he didn’t know how to be romantic. It was that the unloved never deserved his tenderness.When she parked in front of the house, Miranda lifted Mia from the car and opened the gate. Mia ran happily into the yard.Felix got out of the car, but Miranda blocked the gate. “You can head back,” she said firmly.The Gibson estate was only about fifteen minutes away on foot anyway.Felix paused, then said, “There’s a joint company meeting tomorrow. If you have time, you should come by.”Miranda frowned.Without another word, he turned and wa
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