The night was quiet. Too quiet.

Francesca listened with a calm that didn’t look like shock at all.

Every time she called, it was Laura who answered. Always at some function. Always working late… That was what men did when they were tired of someone. When he said he was exhausted, maybe he really meant it.

Francesca didn’t cling. If anything, she felt… relieved.

She lifted her eyes to Julian. There was no love, no hate. She even ...