Thomas woke up with a deep scowl on his face. He had barely gotten any sleep, tossing and turning in the guest room, knowing all too well that stepping into the master bedroom was out of the question.

Mrs. Winters had made her stance clear—she wanted nothing to do with him, and after what happened last night, he didn’t blame her.

As he walked into the dining room the next morning, the air was thick with silence.

Mrs. Winters was already seated at the table, staring down at her untouched ...