ssage when Eric pu

ng into a knot, his tone full of impatience. "Had

was invisible, pulled a folded blueprint fro

home's fl

the study into the nursery. It faced south with plenty of sunlight. Wha

e just discussed which restau

professional books and the th

erase every trace o

y visions of the future an

t and kept planning on his own. "Once

vibrated, the scre

own, soft enough to wring water from. "Laurie? What happened? Insomnia again? D

one to the balcony, his back

"she understood" a

my studio plans, and he

s training trip to nurse his sprained

understanding m

ess still lingered on his face. He saw my cool

rie felt stressed lately, slept poorly. You knew therapy, right? Swing

fted my eyes

also my career, wanting me to serve

gene

f it concerned someone else. "Have her book a slot.

lit second. He seemed unpr

. "Maeve, what happened to you? So pe

premarital assets would go to you. What more did

erest in arg

ho saw himself as a sa

ed, Eric's patience

tration. "Unreasonable! I ha

the study

d went quiet i

oor and felt unprecedente

me now looked like a cage

ith a message from Ethan. "Your sketches and gea

all evening finally lo

ething welled up, b

and replied, "Th