Chapter 7

Aaron – POV Nora's wedding ring was in the dish beside his spare keys. Aaron had driven home with the divorce papers on the passenger seat, rehearsing what he would say when she opened the door. He had expected anger. He had even imagined her refusing to let him explain. He hadn't expected to find her ring before he found her. "Nora?" The house was warm. Her coffee container still stood beside the sink, and the Christmas tree was exactly where they had put it. He went upstairs calling...