Chapter 21

VICTOR

I had never been one for physical closeness at night. Even when Bianca was alive, I rarely shared a bed with her. On the nights I did, it was more out of obligation than desire. She never hid her distaste for having me near her. If she reached for me at all, it was only because she wanted something— never because she simply wanted me. That was the kind of marriage we had. A cold and empty o