Philli

licate and theatrical. "I'm so sorry, Jaxo

e a low murmur. "We're a team. We're husban

ntle intimacy that it felt like a physical blow. I stumble

eed to hea

station were whisp

rancis? He's so de

board meeting when she called. And the way he look

in-star chef from Paris. And when some reporter tried to ask an invasive quest

my ears. This was the man who claimed he didn't

stayed by Krystal's side day and night. How he patiently massaged her feet when they swelled

o pick me up. Krystal was in the passenger seat of

he one to put me here. "I'm so glad. You have to come to our ann

looked back. But a dark, self-destructive part of me needed

," I said, m

overlooked the city. I stood in a corner, a glass of u

he ceiling, and a video began to play. A montage of Jax

uilding a snowman in Aspen. All the places he and I had dreamed of going. He was doing it al

t of them on their wedding day. He was looking at her, his eyes shinin

ry was their ro

filled with white roses, Krystal's favorite. My favorite, the wild, purple

, its teeth bared, launched itself out of the rose bushes. I sc

side in an instant, pulling her behind him, his bo

d, its jaws clamping down on my arm. Pain, sharp and blinding, shot through me. Bl

y heart was s

s terrified of big dogs after a childhood incident. H

ife's dog tore me apart. His