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He nodded.“I know.I thought you’d be happy you don’t have to be around them.”
“I am.”She looked off to the side when she couldn’t take him studying her.
“Look at me,” he said.
Her head turned toward him.
“What did they say to you?”
She shrugged.“Just the regular things.”
“I don’t think you’re telling me everything.”
She couldn’t control her flinching and then watched his eyes narrow.He stood, lifted her, sat, and placed her on his lap.
Camila felt her stomach tighten.
“You can tell me anything, love.”
She looked down at her hands.“I know.I’m just tired.They wear me out.”
Her husband didn’t say anything for a long time, and every second that passed made her anxiety rise.She knew he didn’t believe her, and she hated the fact that she was lying to him, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell him about that night.
She couldn’t see the love drain from his eyes.It would kill her.
Chapter Ten
Drake was startingto worry when he couldn’t find Camila.He finally found the gardener and asked if he’d seen her.
The man had pointed and told him she’d passed by him a while ago.
Drake started down the path and caught a glimpse of movement between some bushes.His first look at her made his stomach tighten in both anxiety and fury because he just knew her sisters had said something to make her look so devastated.
He was surprised when she wouldn’t tell him and tried to make him believe that she was just tired.She forgot that he knew her better than anyone and could tell her distress had nothing to do with her being tired.
He tried coaxing her to talk, but it was like she shut down, and he didn’t know how to get through to her.Several days passed, and it seemed her sadness and depression was deepening, and it was scaring him.
