Sara
I sighed, waking up to the shining sun. It was beautiful and this house was fantastic but it wasn’t MY house. This wasn’t where I was supposed to be and Jaxon still wasn’t here. I rolled over and stared at the ceiling. I groaned at the soft knock on the door.
"Just come in," I snarled. Antonio pushed open the door as best he could with the familiar breakfast tray. Despite my attitude, he was still smiling.
"Good morning."
"Isn’t it?" I shot back. His smile only faltered for a moment.
"I’m sure this isn’t quite the morning you’re used to or wanting, but hopefully your husband will come around soon. In the meantime, I’ve got some breakfast for you. Hopefully, this is more to your liking."
He set the tray down at the edge of the bed and took his usual seat in the chair to the l
