I swallowed hard. Nothing Gabe did hurt me, but when he talked about his mistress, it felt like a punch to the face.

Rarith had Gabe’s time, his love, and in the end, she’d get his money, while I was the wife.

“Why didn’t you marry Rarith? Why not have kids with her? When I die, will you make her official? We’ve been married for days… why wasn’t she the bride? Why—”

“Shut up, Olívia!” he said sharply. “I’m working on something serious. Please, leave me alone. ...