I glanced between Ryan and Henry, feeling torn.

"Go ahead, kid. Ryan must have something important to say. I'll take a short walk. Don't worry, my caregiver will be with me," Henry smiled, smiling and patting my shoulder. "Just think about what I said, okay?"

"I can see it here—" he pointed to my chest. "Vincent still has a place."

I forced a smile and mumbled, "Okay."

Of course, I was just humoring Henry—my decision to divorce Vincent ...