feel of his lips on my neck. A w

awake, my body reacted.

ing up at me with wide, hurt eyes. The confusion

ng?" he asked, his vo

ning my face into the pillo

ie. My life h

I could feel his gaze on my back, but I didn't turn around. I

bed. "I'll go make breakfast," he s

ore I sat up. The guest bathroom. He was being considerate, letti

s slightly ajar. I pushed it open and saw him standing by the window, his ba

the screen to know

l. Not the one he usually carried. A burner

y laugh. It was an intimate sound, one he used to share with me. Th

ere because he suddenly s

In a single, fluid motion, he shoved the p

little too loud. "You're up. I wa

atan

I asked, my voice betraying none of the turmoil i

him about the phone. "Everything's perf

round me, but I stepped back. "I'm going

a flicker of uneas

ng down on me, I could hear him ta

ess is perfectly pressed," he said.

're such a good husband, Mr

bitter laugh escaping my lips. A good husband. He was a

s and glittering gowns. As s

sa D

ss that left little to the imagination. The same dress

A slow, triumphant smile spread across

stopped right in front of me, her eyes flick

voice dripping with fake sweetness.

es," I replied,

hocolate chip pancakes. I made them for h

was meant to wound me, to show me ho

man, this parasite, was gloating about ste

er, her voice dropping to a whisper,

was

y control, eve

f it," I said, my voice low and dangerous.

. Her hand flew up, her lon

p like iron. With a sharp twist, I spun h

glass fell and shat

ballroom

eye wa

reath and then Darwin's voi

's name is g