My Husband Has A Secret

m the crowd, she didn't run into my arms like I had

teacher, peeking out cautiously, starin

irmly in front of me and said coldly, "Ma'am, please lower your voice. You'

a slap in the face, in

I didn't mean it that way. I just haven't seen my daughter i

ours here!" Ms. Moore said, cutting

daughter, isn't it? You know me-we've met. You c

rying to defuse the

hiding behind the teacher, I was

finger, glanced back at me, and

und out you were just a- Ms. Wilkinson, I'm trying to preserve s

ere's been some kind o

Elvira up himself. Unless he shows up in person today, the

league, and together they wrapped their arms aro

ay with my daughter. My brain completely short-circu

ll months, the child I brought into this

ike we had no connection? Why was

trip-what, did I fall into a p

ire sense of reality was on the verge of collapse, a

g-the one I had been missing this who

the emotions I'd been hold

eyes, hitting the gro

ghter, fists clenched, pounding his back with everythi

oze. Then his face twisted with fury

e, I looked up at him through blurry tears and choked

face. That was when I caught the flicker of panic in hi

Rhys wasn't exactly th

Rhys quickly recovered. He spun aroun

on my back as he spoke softly, "Why'd you come back so sudd

me suspicious. And the more I thought ab

e of marriage, I kne

e moved and spoke that he was hi

xperience navigating the workplace had trained me well. I

d by his reaction, slowly pulling away

everything that h

saw it again-that unmistakab