past events that she could not change an

nce broken only by the sound of the Alpha's newspa

fected by the tension that he could finish a hearty meal

ice of toast," her husband's voic

tting much

eaten, despite having hardly glanced at

responded softly, and pla

enough to keep a

few seconds before diverting his focus back to

s so unusual that Sarah b

y she would have let it go, but sarah wanted to see i

atly folded his newspaper, and dropped i

he table. Sarah watched as Lorenzo stretched, his black T-shirt l

esh, and once again she was disgusted by her ow

her. She had valiantly believed that if she loved Lorenzo enough, he would go back to bei

change, but from the snide things Lorenzo sometimes said

cold bed, writhing and yearning for her husband who had refused to be bond

ng himself to speak to her, kiss her, tou

she ever wanted to feel the warmth of the sun on his face again, she had to get out of Unfortunately, escaping w

oncerned that anything that would upset her could be potentially harmful to Elisa or the baby. Also, while Luke's advertising ag

uch strain on their relationship, and Sa

owned, 'had more money than God,' as hee father had once put it. Sarah had even enthusiastically insisted on doing some of the cooking herself. They employed a housecleaning staff, as was practical when one lived in a ten-bedroom

h liked to pick up after herself and lorenzo rat

and she fondly imagined that these

in the everyday running of the house and had mockingly accu

es she had ready to be placed in the dishwasher and quite abruptly abandoned the ta

n T-shirt, dragging her vibrant, chest-length chestnut brown hair into a

e passed by the den where Lorenz

going

, and Lorenzo's head jerked up while his

...?" h

w how long I'

ter another syllable, grabbing her sho

ually made it down to the front door. With a cheery little wave that s