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On our wedding night, Adrian Sterling proposed an open marriage.
“Sienna Blake is pregnant,” he said. “From now on, I’ll be with her Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Tuesdays,
Thursdays, and Saturdays, I’ll be here.”
I held myself upright through the trembling and looked up at him. “When did this start?”
‘The day you introduced us.” He lit a cigarette. “It was love at first sight for both of us.”
‘The second I met her, I finally understood what it felt like to fall head over heels. What I felt for
was just habit. Years of it.”
you…
that
Back then, the marriage alliance between the Sterling and Winslow families had already been made public.
“I figured I could live with it. Marry you and let things stay the way they were.” He looked at me through the
haze. “But then she got pregnant.”
His voice stayed cool, almost detached. “If you stay, your place as Mrs. Sterling won’t change. But Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I’ll be with her.”
“If you want a divorce, that’s fine too. The house, the cars… whatever compensation you want, name it.’
My throat was so dry I couldn’t make a sound.
One was my husband.
The other was my best friend.
Years ago, Sienna had married the wrong man and endured a marriage of abuse.
I was the one who helped her get divorced.
I was the one who took her in because I was afraid her ex would keep harassing her.
What I had never expected was that she would move from my guest room into my husband’s bed.
And by the time I realized it, she was carrying his child.
It was a long time before I spoke.
Long enough for the ember at the end of his cigarette to burn his fingertips.
He frowned and stubbed it out. ‘Well? Have you decided?’
I didn’t answer that.
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Instead, I asked, ‘You’ve been gone every night lately. Were you with her?”
“Yes. She’s pregnant.”
‘The wedding delay? The venue change? The new theme? Was that her too?”
‘She got emotional watching us get married.”
Every word went into my chest like a blade.
All the things he had done that I couldn’t understand before finally made sense.
Every one of them had been for another woman.
‘Audrey,’ he cut in, his voice low and impatient, ‘what’s the point of going over all that now?”
“If you want a divorce, I’ll have my assistant send the papers tomorrow.”
Whatever calm I had been clawing together shattered in an instant.
‘I’m not divorcing you!”
The scream tore out of my throat sharp enough to split the room open.
My eyes burned as I stared at him.
“You want me to step aside and make room for the two of you?” I laughed once, ugly and raw. “Dream on.”
‘Fine.” He stood, grabbed his coat, and headed for the door.
‘Stop.” I lunged forward and caught his arm. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“It’s Wednesday.”
He peeled my fingers off him one by one.
I stared at him in disbelief. ‘This is our wedding night.”
He turned and looked at me like I was the one being unreasonable.
‘We had an arrangement,’ he said. ‘Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I’m with her. Tuesday, Thursday, and
Saturday, I’m home. You agreed to it.”
He frowned at his watch: six o’clock.
Then he walked out, tossing one sentence over his shoulder.
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“Stick to the arrangement. If you can’t handle it, get a divorce.”
‘Adrian!”
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