Chapter Sixty Eight
I had tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, to believe all was not lost. When Amiee had finished pretending to be a mermaid for the day, I got her dried off. Plaiting her hair carefully to keep it out of her face. There had been no sign of the pair when I had brought Amiee back inside. I was eager to know where they were, what they were doing. It felt like a betrayal. Like even being with his own wife was him cheating on what we had. Yet more ridiculousness. Part of me wanted to go and tell precious innocent Cora exactly what her husband had been up to. Something told me that he wasn't the dominant lover when he was in her bed. I wanted to believe that the passion he let out was about me, not him. That only I was his good girl. I still wore the necklace he had given me and I knew th
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