Timothy asked Secretary Allen to take Henry back to the hospital.

He stayed behind, still sitting alone in the private dining room.

Outside, the fireworks show continued, bursting in brilliant colors against the night

sky.

But the person he hoped would watch with him never arrived.

Before he knew it, it was nine o'clock.

Timothy had never felt time drag so painfully.

So this is what waiting feels like.

She had waited for him to come home-for seven years.

Days upon days, all blending into this same ache.

His heart tightened with guilt.

No wonder she wanted a divorce.

She simply couldn't bear the endless waiting anymore.

Timothy closed his eyes and pressed his fingers to his brow.

Ten o'clock.

Eleven o'clock.

Midnight was approaching.

Knock, knock, knock.

at the

Was it her?

to his feet, hope flaring in his

only a server, pushing the door open. "Sir,

out the floor-to-ceiling windows-the

waited for never

he said

left, Vince

to stop himself from

But Vince was alone.

"She wouldn't come?"

Vince said

at the room, decorated with such care for an evening she would

this

want

was shrewd enough to understand, even if he

didn't know what he was still

picked up the bouquet he'd left on the empty chair and handed it to Vince. Give this to her for me.

up

Timothy said, voice

He hadn't, not really.

still didn't want

to give her what she wanted, he'd

pass it on. Come on, let's

by side,

parking to FindNovel

ou and made their

garage. ContentVenet

Allen was already waiting in

on, get in. Try to get some

Timothy said

walked to his car, his

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