Declan

I felt as tired as he looked as I ascended the stairs, knowing that Henley and I had much to discuss.

When I entered our bedroom, she was asleep, looking like an angel with her red hair fanned over the pillow. I loosened my tie, hung it up, and put away my shoes. But instead of undressing and sliding into bed with her, I sat on the chair and watched her sleep.

Could she be in love with Gerard and have been in denial? Would she leave me, now that she knew? I ...