Denzel’s POV
“Why are you saying all these things?” she demanded. “Of course I love you. I respect you. I only wanted that girl gone so I could keep you.”
Tears pooled in her eyes, spilling over.
“I’ve loved you for a long time. Ever since she arrived, you changed. You don’t look at me the way you used to. You don’t touch me the way you used to. How do you expect me to feel?” Her voice cracked. “People are starting to notice you favor the healer over me. How do you expect me to feel about that? So yes I schemed. I schemed until she was out of our lives.”
She wiped her tears, lifting her chin.
“Then what, Jalisa?” I asked quietly. “After she’s gone what comes next?”
“Then we’ll go back to how we were,” she said.
I laughed.
“And how exactly were we?” I asked.
She frowned, confusion
