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“She was, wasn’t she?”

What could he say?

“Yes. Apparently, she and the doctor were making plans to start a new life.”

Ridge took that shot to his soul.

“She was going to take Sophia and leave?” he asked.

The silence was telling.

“When did they meet?” he asked.

Oh, boy.

This was going to be the killing blow. Lucian knew how he’d take it.

“She met with him yesterday at three. That was their normal time. They went to the local hotel, and met. Then, they would meet on Mondays for therapy.”

There.

Was.

Silence.

“So yesterday, she slept with him, and he was the last person to…”

Ridge couldn’t come up with a word. He wanted to be angry, and call it fucking, but…he just couldn’t muster that rage. He felt so empty.

“Yes. When she called, saying she was on her way home, the detectives tracked her. She went with Honor to interview the doctor, and asked him to not let on that he knew her. Then, they went their separate ways. Honor had no idea, as she went to go do something for work. She left Wynter on her own. After the shop, she met with Doctor Kenyon at the motel.”

Ridge was numb.

“And she was going to take Sophia?” he whispered.

Lucian kept his voice calm despite not feeling any of that.

“The doctor said he gave her a way out, and she was going to take it. Apparently, he loved her.”

There was that strangled gasp.

Instead of saying a word, Lucian just held him, and Ridge cried for a good hour. It was a bottomless well of tears and pain.

When he was empty, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

And someone wasn’t calm.

Lucian.

He was anything but.

Chapter Nineteen

Salem Square

Saturday

Early Afternoon


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