There and BackChapter 159 Apologies and Indiscretions
I spent the night crumpled in the hallway, right where Alistair left me. Thinking, not sleeping. I had a lot to consider, and all of it was ... well, uncomfortable. The truth often is. The thought of going into our bedroom and spending the night along in our bed was repugnant to me, and I honestly couldn’t bring myself to move from where he’d told me to ‘stay put’ before he left. Left was the wrong word, I knew; he’d promised me he wasn’t leaving me. But he’d been too distraught to stay in...