Chapter 1291 – Edgar

• I stare out the window at the back of my kitchen, watching warily as my boys chat with their grandmother by the pool. I can see Victor standing at his back door, likewise surveying the scene. We’re both figuring out our next moves.
• Sighing, I turn my attention back to the breakfast dishes in the sink. So much has changed in the past few hours – an absolute whirlwind. Victor was supposed to be gone – off with Amelia on his tropical honeymoon, and I was supposed to return to my little cottage today, alone with my boys.
• I was supposed to be planning my new life.