Chapter 92

• "I wasn't at the hospital all this time. I was there for maybe twenty minutes when I first left. I had to go track down her family to come to be with her after I checked she was there, that she was alive and okay." Leon moves towards her, serious-toned and calm. Invading her space and air, yet she's not willing to let him. She can think better when they are separated, and she can't feel his warmth or smell him.
• "I told you I don't care." Sophia turns on her heel and heads for the side unit where they keep the water jug, pouring herself a glass to appear nonchalant while simmering in this mood. Her skin prickles when his body warms her back, his arm sliding around her, level with her shoulder. She pauses, holding her breath. He's not taking the hint that she doesn't want him near her.
• "You can deny it all you want. You sound mad, you're acting mad, and if you didn't care, you wouldn't still wear this to bed tonight." Leon reaches over her exposed chest, where the robe hangs open over her nightgown, and picks up her wedding ring, which rests on her necklace. Lifting it and holding it in front of her face, turning it in his fingertips while he leans in, pressing his cheek against her temple. His skin-on-skin contact makes her stomach clench and her palms turn clammy.