“Are you apologizing?” I asked, stunned. My eyes were wide as I stared at him.
He looked around and nodded. “Yes, I suppose I am. You’re his wife, whether or not I agree with it. At first I thought you were just another star seeking gold digger, but I’ve seen you here. No one knows, and your ring is hidden.”
With that, Miles held out his hand. I stared at it for a moment before slipping mine in and officially calling a truce.
“How’s he doing?” he asked, his voice low and filled with genuine concern, and I could see how much the rift had hurt them both. “We only talk about business these days.”
“He misses you, I know that much. Other than that, he’s . . . stressed.”
“When isn’t he?”
“Well, production is halted on one project due to a diva, and Natalie’s constant presence is grating on
