Jessica
All through the evening, my thoughts never strayed far from that text. When I rejoined Aiden at our table, I was quiet and fortunately, he also didn’t seem in the mood to pick up our conversation, merely finished his meal in silence, a troubled look on his face, his thoughts as far away as mine.
I was thankful for that because I didn’t think I could carry on a normal conversation while my mind was preoccupied with a myriad of thoughts, trying to figure out who had sent the text and why they believed Aiden was keeping something from me.
I stole a look at him from under my lashes. He was staring out the window with a distant expression and I took a moment to study him, wondering if there was really something, he still hadn’t told me about the circumstances of our marriage. I’d tho
