Frederick was back, and I looked in his direction, the previous conversation making me feel aware that there was something he was regretting. James looked over his shoulder. “You look… happy, settled,” he said, and I looked at the man before me. The assistant turned out to be a good friend.
“I am.” I smiled.
“She is the sister,” he said, and I looked at him. I might have confessed a bit more on one of those nights getting drunk. I remained quiet because I had no idea where this conversation was going. “You dodged a huge bullet,” he said, and I laughed, because he just voiced the thought that I had living rent-free in my head since I married Sienna.
“Thanks, I guess…” I said with a chuckle.
“Go home, have some rest,” I said, and he nodded.
“The night nurse will be here shortly. I
