Aria’s POV

Jameson was finally discharged after a week in the hospital. I should have felt relieved, but instead, I was caught in a frustrating loop of emotions I couldn’t shake off. Every morning, I made his breakfast, set it on the table, and left without eating with him. It wasn’t about the food—it was about the space between us, the words he wasn’t saying.

Since I told him I broke up with Adrian, he hadn’t brought up the divorce. Not once. I needed to hear him say it, that ...