“I don't think I could stay sane if I let you leave.”
Those words were more than enough to shatter her determination to escape her husband’s presence. Even the rush of shame she felt upon finding out that Sander knew what transpired between her and Nicolas was gone in a snap. Primrose never expected that she’d be this weak when faced with his pleads.
“So, you’re staying there for the night?” Wednesday asked on the other end of the line. “Have you two talked at all?”
“A bit,” she answered with a sigh. “I don’t know how to bring it all up, though. There are so many things I want to ask, and I’m sure he feels the same.”
“Then, take the chance. You decided to stay for the night, anyways. There’s nothing to lose.”
“You think?”
The lady bit her lower lip and shifted her gaze to the m
