Chapter 6

That was the day I saw Jonathan with Charlotte at the hotel. When I went home to pack my things, I left the wedding ring behind.

Staring at Jonathan's unrecognizable face on the autopsy table, I found it almost laughable. I'd given him a chance, but he never cherished it.

That day, I got to Saintly Hotel really early and sat in the lobby for ages, torn about what to do.

Later, I sent Jonathan a message. [Jonathan, can you come home early tonight? I really miss you.]

He replied: [Stella, I've got work to finish up later. If you're…