Roberta was the adopted daughter of the Watsons and was Philip's sister.She was just as obsessed with Andy Spraggins, my previous crush, as I had been. But she was the one he loved.After I married Philip, I moved abroad. From then on, we barely had any contact.Still, maybe she never even knew Philip loved her.That was what I kept telling myself, though my hands were already shaking."You stay home and rest, sweetie. I'm going to check on Aunt Roberta."I pulled myself together and drove to the Watsons' house.But the moment I stepped inside, I froze at the sight of Philip, busy cooking in the kitchen.I had assumed he'd gone to work this morning, but clearly, he'd spent the night with his sister.Watching how focused and gentle he looked, I clenched my fists as a wave of bitterness rose in my chest.In the five years we'd been married, he had never cooked for me. He always said he didn't know how.But now, suddenly, he did?He turned around, holding a bowl of soup. My s
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