Chapter 143

VICTOR

I tossed my keys on the entry table and closed the front door behind Camilla. She wandered into my living room without a word and stopped in front of the fireplace, where a series of framed photos of our life together still sat on the mantel. Our wedding photo, a picture of the two of us at our beach house, and many more.

What did she think when she looked at those pictures? Did she feel an