While Leah lay on the bed, still unconscious, Richard sat right beside her. He admired her beautiful yet pale face, wishing that once she woke up, everything would be fine. If he had found her sooner, he wouldn't have let her go through whatever she might have endured raising those boys and surviving.

He desperately wanted just one chance to make things right, but she had stubbornly refused to grant him that wish.

His life now revolved entirely around her. If she eventually agreed, he ...