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.

rapping at

Was it her?

his feet, hope flaring in

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

out the floor-to-ceiling windows-the

he waited for never

he

server left,

eyes, unable to stop himself from glancing behind Vince, listening

But Vince was alone.

"She wouldn't come?"

Vince said

at the room, decorated with such care for an evening she would never

this too

want it

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

he was

up the bouquet he'd left on the empty chair and handed it to Vince. Give this to her for me. Tell her tomorrow at nine,

finally made up your mind?" Vince

Timothy said,

He hadn't, not really.

still didn't

her what she wanted,

right, I'll pass it on. Come on, let's head

side by side, got

parking to FindNovel

ou and made their

garage. ContentVenet

Allen was already waiting in the car for

Try to get

Vince," Timothy said

and walked to his car,

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