raight to her apa

from her shoulders. No mother-in-law. No sister-in-

slept better than sh

ed her from sleep th

she saw Henry's n

r face before she

andfather knows. He's livid. We're both

him hard. Whatever had happened between her a

l co

her own pace, Allison

her ears. Miranda said loudly, "John, what's so great abou

cup down, coughing h

eyla's hand-but her sour expr

u all forgotten? Allison spent years cooking special meals for Henry's st

ourself, even the caregivers walked out on you. Who stayed? Allison. She did everything

country girl. What else can she d

nto the room. Her gaze lowered briefly as the l

take at the door-he almo

d his composure

The way he addressed her told he

s, it was clear John had never accep

eared. He said with a smile, "Allie, come here. Sit b

opped. "Wait-y

he whole 'good wife' act falls apart the moment the title's

lance, Allison walked directly to Jo

r figure entered the r

ame in w

close as he brought her inside, as though prote

o the room, his eyes land

cked into a fitted skirt. Hair like satin, skin flawle

-the one who never talked back, alway