Chapter 4

After Dad died, David handled everything—the funeral, the paperwork, all of it. He was incredibly thoughtful.

I was completely lost and hurting, so of course I started falling for him.

When he offered to let me stay at his tiny apartment, I agreed without hesitation.

But that first night, while I tried to sleep, he stayed out on the balcony chain-smoking until dawn.

In any romance novel, that behavior spelled one thing: he loved another, but was trapped in a marriage with a woman he felt nothing for.

So I suggested we sleep in separate rooms.

He didn't object at…