Lauren could not tell what Jensen was thinking these days.After the scene at the bridal boutique, he insisted that she and Quentin move back into the house where they had once lived.The flowers she planted were still there, thriving.Jensen cooked every meal. He would not let her lift a finger.He read Quentin his bedtime stories. Jensen also insisted on sharing Lauren’s bed each night, but he never asked her for more.Only when he thought she was asleep would he draw her into his arms and kiss her forehead.Jensen spent much of his life being admired.Lauren herself had once cared for his every need, while he accepted it all as his due.Now, after everything that happened, he seemed afraid that any happiness he found might slip away.Sometimes Lauren felt dazed.It was as if the pain of the past ten years had been a long nightmare.She had woken to find a sweet little boy and a gentle, attentive husband beside her.At other times, she feared this life was only a dream.One gust of
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