Chapter 22
LouiseLouise opened her eyes. It took a while to adjust to the darkness. There was a chill in the air and the hum of a soft snore next to her. She turned on her side and put her arm around her husband. “Warren...”—she whispered softly and closed her eyes again—“I had a bad dream.”
“Hmm?”
“I had a bad dream,” she said once more.
Warren turned on his back, allowing her to rest her head on his chest. She felt his hand pat her own. “Go back to sleep, darling,” he said.
“It was so strange...” Louise opened her eyes to tell him about her dream. But when she saw that it was another man—not Warren—lying next to her, she quickly put a hand over her mouth so as not to scream. Her breath trembled as she slowly eased herself out of the bed. She stepped into her slippers and, without lo
