Ophelia could not sleep the rest of the night; she wanted to meet Harper to hear what she had to see. She wondered if the story would be the same coming from Harper. At the c***k of dawn she was out of bed. She had to play the role of the dutiful wife. She was going to make breakfast for them and then ask Harper to join, and then she was going to ask her questions about last night.
"You are making breakfast?" Cade said. She turned around to see him standing in the doorway. "I was going to come make breakfast."
"Why are you shocked? I wanted to make something for you, my husband."
"Oh, okay," he mumbled as he walked to the pot of coffee that she had brewed.
"I left yours black because I know you like bitter things," Cade knew from the way she spoke that she had another meaning to her
