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Falynn lies where she is, wresting shut the open halves of her robe. She’s unbelievably pissed with me. As usual, silence is her most powerful tool.
Does an all-powerful King feel guilt in moments like these?
Depends.
Though this is one of them. I admit a mild pang hits me as I twist on the shower knobs. This vacation was supposed to be our second honeymoon. We were supposed to dedicate a few days to our marriage, fixing things between us. I had fully intended on that being the case until this latest BS with Lovato hit the fan.
If anything, I imagined we’d spend our time making new memories and making hot, passionate love. We should’ve emerged stronger than ever, on the same wavelength for the first time since our first year of marriage.
In those days, Falynn would’ve followed me into the shower, and we probably would’ve fucked again. We tended to be that insatiable. Things couldn’t be any more different today.
Ten minutes later, when I emerge from the steam of the bathroom, she’s still on the bed, lying on her side, but with her back to me. She faces the wide window, her face hidden from view. She’s probably crying. Another pang of guilt hits me.
I almost check on her. I stop myself when I see the time. There’s no more of it left to waste. Our fuck took up the last few minutes we potentially could’ve had.
It’s possible these next few days apart will be good for us. It’ll give us space to calm down from this latest explosion. Though I won’t be compromising on Falynn’s fertility issues, I’m open to finding her a new doctor. One she might like better. It’s not exactly what she wants, but maybe with a few days to cool off, she’ll come around.
First, Luca Lovato, and whoever has aligned with him, must be eliminated.
“Falynn,” I say sternly, though she won’t roll over and look at me. “Get dressed. Finish packing. You will be leaving in ten minutes. Make this easy on yourself, and listen. Take the medications. Take it easy. Let me take care of you.”
That’s my goodbye as I stride out of the room, leaving her on the bed, staring teary-eyed out the window.
