Having reached a truce over the weekend, Alexander and I settled back into our old routine for the week. It was, of course, not quite the same as before, but we were able to function as a couple again, sharing our life and spending our nights together peaceably.
He followed through with his pledge to give me his time and attention whenever I was available. I went into the office early in the mornings in order to hold up my own end of the bargain, which was returning from work at a reasonable hour each evening for our dinner dates.
Despite my lingering reservations about Alexander, I couldn’t deny that he was working hard to prove himself.
Each day’s mail delivery at the office started arriving with a single white rose and a hand-written note. I enjoyed the flowers and often found mys
