Rebecca POV:
I had barely closed my eyes when I heard a shift in the bed and then the door closed gently.
I sat up, my back leaning against the bedframe.
I follow out the door to find him pacing back and front of the guest room.
He looked like a lost puppy, he held his phone in his hand, he must have made a decision to call her but chose not to yet,
He raised his hand and attempted to knock the door but somehow stopped himself from doing that.
Whatever was going on between them, it affected him more, haunted him to the point that he could barely sleep.
I stared at the shame that was supposed to be my husband, he had turned into something I could not recognize.
It was revolting, to see him act that way to her. Groveling at her feet, waiting for her to call him, waiting for her to
