Chapter 5

He was too good, good enough that I couldn't bear to trap him selfishly at my side. Michael patted my back the way he used to whenever I was upset, then added, "And besides, she doesn't exactly need me around."

My hand froze, and the warmth in me vanished as if everything before had only been a dream.

Just as he'd said, Michael really didn't go looking for Sophie much anymore. Without all those early mornings and late nights, he suddenly had free time again.

When he got home early, he'd bury himself in the kitchen trying out recipes for…