part 2 The man who spent eleven years blaming me for our childlessness threw me out of our home9-008v

while, we sat that way without speaking.

By evening, Gabriel had arranged a suite under his assistant’s name so Ryan would not know where I was. I almost objected. Pride rose up automatically, stiff and defensive.

“I can pay for my own room,” I told him.

“I don’t doubt that,” Gabriel said. “This is not charity.”

“Then what is it?”

His expression softened.continue reading …