Chapter 8
Mayfair, Hibiscus restaurant
9:00 p.m.
“You never talk about your husband. Why?” Ethan asked after ordering their wine. He hated the man, but he wanted to know everything about her, even if it pained him to hear about Sophia and another man. Knowledge is power.
“It’s painful,” she said. “You can’t imagine what it’s like to lose the person you love until it happens.”
“I see.” Love? No. But pain, I understand. “When did he die?”
“Two-thousand-eight.”
“And your brothers and sisters? Parents?”
Sophia smiled. “I have one brother, who you’ve met, and three sisters, Carolina, Valentina, the youngest, the one you met, and Victoria, Valentina’s twin.”
Ethan smiled and shifted slightly on the sofa they were sharing, repositioning his body to look at her better.
Sophia blossomed u
