Chapter 10

I dropped my hand. "Cramps," I said flatly. "That's what stress does, Vivian. Especially when your husband's mistress wears your dress to a party." Adrian's eyes flicked from her face to mine. To my stomach. Back to my face. Something was working behind them. Calculation. Memory. November. The flu. London. I picked up my suitcase and walked past them both. Theo looked up at me as I passed. Big gray eyes. Curious. Innocent. "Are you the lady from the window?" he asked. My heart stopped. "Theo!"...