Elena’s POVStunned, I stared at my face, in all those pictures, staring back at me.“What in the world?” I whispered under my breath. Entering the study, I went up to the wall. The pictures were of our time together, spanning our entire marriage. Me and Lucian at the beach, my cheeks sun-kissed, a towel wrapped around my waist. Me on Christmas morning, in my jammies, sitting beside a pile of presents. Birthdays, holidays, our wedding…it was all there on full display.I was just reaching out to touch one of the photos, when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. They paused in front of the study door.Shit.Panicking, I lunged for a corner of the room and knelt down behind an armchair, out of sight, just as Lucain slowly walked into the room.With my heart racing, I watched Lucian. He went to his desk and sunk down in his chair, the wheels scratching the floor. He sighed heavily and hung his head in his hands for a few moments. Then he looked up and reached for a framed photo.Even f
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