Madison had learned to live with the man she was bearing the child of and not dwell on the past more.
They lived separately. He gave her privacy...all the more than she needed. He was mostly home yet they would only come face to face when it was dinner time or lunch.
She did not know if it was the right coordination. She missed her deceased wife...their pure love and bond...but deep within her heart, she also craved his attention, his touch and his comfort...
Perhaps, she felt guilty at times for being like this yet she could not deny it in her soul that if still given a plate to choose from, she could never choose between Lana and him...she loved them both...
"Dinner is served, madam!"
The maid called her, breaking her trains of thought. She nodded and stood up from sitting on the French window pane.
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