Sanford’s scent, heavy with alcohol, filled her senses as he carried her into the bedroom, depositing her onto the bed.

Tonight, he was more demanding, lacking his usual gentleness.

Maggie bit her lip and had sex with him.

Exhausted after the prolonged encounter, she heard him murmur something in his sleep.

“Aryana, don’t go.”

The following day, Maggie stirred awake, her gaze falling on the still-slumbering figure of Sanford. She gently extricated his arm from around her and eased herself out of the bed.

rose. Swiftly, she

night before and the name he had whispered caused her discomfort

the woman he had loved

he still preoccupied with

herself, Maggie entered the bathroom to freshen up, glancing at the

o’clock. If she Lingered any Longer, she

contemplating for a moment, she shot a message to

breakfast. Anything to

down to eat?” Rosalynn’s response

asking, “Is Mr. Hughes there? Will I be intruding

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