River had nothing to say, closing and opening her mouth. I had her. Why must she stay with us when she told me seeing us together hurt? She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and lashes at my husband. I growl but cover it with a cough.
" I'm scared I'll be lonely there. I'm used to staying in the penthouse with you, and the servants are just good to me," she says. I narrow my gaze at her.
"There are so many people there. How could you be lonely? And you're hurt seeing us together," I snap.
" Well, I will tame my emotions better. I promise what happened tonight won't repeat itself," she promises, this time looking at me. I take a soft breath and lean towards my husband, who holds me kindly.
" I'll talk to my therapist about it, and we'll see what she advises," she says. I glance
