Linsy’s response was automatic, a well-practiced defense crafted over years of protecting their fragile public unity. "Oh, he has," she demurred, her smile perfectly placid. "Michael has always been generous." It was a habit, this reflexive guarding of his image, even when her own heart felt like a battleground.

Old Kairo’s eyes, sharp and perceptive despite his years, crinkled at the corners. "That's good to hear. A man who truly cherishes his wife is a man who understands the source of ...