Bethany POV
We returned our coffee to the balcony to watch the fireworks. I felt comfortable with Theo. I mean that throughout the years I have been married to Bret, I have always wondered what was going on in his head. He always felt distant from me. I try to remember ever sitting like this and talking about anything. He would never have suggested a night of watching sports with my dad; he was always too busy and not interested in anything other than his work. I thought it was a good thing, but now I understand it was always my sister he had on his mind, and not being intimate with me was because he had most likely already been with her. He was possibly never working overtime but heading over to my sister’s place to be with her.
I had to shake my head to clear it of where these thoughts
