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After tucking him in, I returned downstairs to find Catherine waiting in the living room, her purse in hand. “I should go,” she said. “Give you some space to process everything. I don’t think I should sleep over, it will look improper.” “You don’t have to rush off.” “I think I do.” She smiled. “Logan,…

The meeting with the Singapore investors ran long, lasting until nearly three o’clock. By the time I got home, I was exhausted and irritable, my head pounding from lack of coffee and too much negotiation. I found Nick in his room, still looking pale but no longer actively sick. He was sitting on his bed,…

“Of course, of course. I’m not suggesting otherwise.” Marcus’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m just saying, be mindful. Sedona seems like the type of woman who wouldn’t say anything even if she was suffering. The quiet ones often are.” Before I could respond, he and Amy moved on to greet other guests, leaving me…

Without her, I’d completely forgotten about it until my assistant reminded me that morning. “Should I call Mrs. Hayes and see if she needs help with arrangements?” she’d asked innocently. “No. She won’t be attending.” My assistant had looked surprised at my answer but didn’t press. Within an hour, she’d filled the table with business…

No message came through. I was staring at my phone screen, my vision becoming a bit blurry as I battled my eyelids. “Logan?” I turned to find Catherine standing in the terrace doorway, looking worried about me as she stepped forward, glancing around to see if I was alone. “I didn’t know you’d be here….

The coffee shop on Michigan Avenue, the small independent one she loved that I’d always thought was overpriced and pretentious. The barista who answered sounded young, bored until I described Sedona. “Oh, the lady who always orders the cortado and the almond croissant? And tips like, way too much? Yeah, she was in like a…

In his small palm was Sedona’s wedding ring. The diamond caught the lamplight, throwing little rainbows on the ceilings. It must have rolled under the bed after she’d left it on the nightstand, tumbled into the dust and the darkness where it had sat for over a week while I’d been going to galas and…

Her desperation to reach out to me, to get me to hear her out and I had shunned everything. She’d been trying to tell me something was very wrong. And I hadn’t listened. I’d been so busy being irritated by her, so certain that her emotions were inconvenient and her needs were unreasonable, so convinced…

I pulled out my phone and called my lawyer. “I need you to find someone,” I said when he answered. “Her name is Sedona Claire Hayes. Or possibly Sedona Claire something else I’m not certain Hayes is her original surname. She’s approximately twenty-eight, grew up somewhere, possibly with someone, a boyfriend or a brother named…

“She’s dying somewhere without us. Without Nick. She left her child behind because she believed he hated her, and she believed it because we taught him to see it as a normal thing, where his mum is treated unfairly, like a housemaid, while all attention and care goes to Catherine, a woman who had never…