The air at the villa steamed with lavender and cedar.
“Hydrotherapy's good for the heart," Albert said, folding a towel for Julia. “The doctor recommended soaking twice a week."
Julia smiled from the hot spring's edge. “It does help me breathe better."
Sylvia sat quietly on the bench, towel around her shoulders, counting the seconds until she could disappear.
Albert looked over. “You're not joining?"
“I'm fine here."
He gave her a slow smile. “Suit yourself."
Julia coughed lightly and leaned her head back. “It's peaceful here."
Sylvia forced a nod.
Albert reached for the teapot beside him and poured a cup for Julia. “More chamomile?"
Sylvia watched the steam curl from the cup and imagined throwing it in his face.
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That night, after Julia had retired early, Albert found Sylvi
