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?

feet, hope flaring in his

a server, pushing the door open. "Sir, we're

floor-to-ceiling windows-the fireworks had

one he waited

understand," he

server left,

his weary eyes, unable to stop himself from glancing behind

But Vince was alone.

"She wouldn't come?"

Vince said

decorated with such care for an evening she would

of this too

didn't want it

shrewd enough to understand, even if he didn't want

what he

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

finally made up your

said, voice

He hadn't, not really.

still didn't want

what she wanted,

pass it on.

by side, got into

parking to FindNovel

ou and made their

garage. ContentVenet

waiting in

Try to get some rest at the

Vince," Timothy

and walked to his car, his

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