Chapter One Hundred-Fifty-Eight

"Always." He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, the gesture so tender Fiona wanted to claw her own eyes out. "I promise. No danger, just politics and damage control. With an idiot I think has hit the self-destruct button. Bye, Fiona."

She felt like an afterthought. Then he was gone, leaving Fiona alone with the woman who'd stolen everything that should have been hers.

They finished breakfast