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?

jumped to his feet, hope

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

the floor-to-ceiling

one he waited for

understand," he

left, Vince

from glancing behind Vince, listening for any sign of

But Vince was alone.

"She wouldn't come?"

Vince said

around at the room, decorated with such care for an evening she would never see, his lips pressed into a

this too

want it

even if he

didn't know what he was still holding

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

up

said, voice

He hadn't, not really.

still didn't

what she wanted,

on. Come on, let's head

walked side by

parking to FindNovel

ou and made their

garage. ContentVenet

was already waiting

said, "Go on, get in. Try

Vince," Timothy

and walked to his car, his shoulders

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