“Okay,” Sean agreed and headed to the back of the house.
He checked on the kids on the way there. Jude was helping Jamie into his pajamas and the girls were arguing over what DVD they’d watch. It wasn’t bedtime yet, but the kids were tired after spending most of the day outside in the snow.
Without interrupting their routine, Sean continued to the master bedroom. He wanted to shower, but again he felt as if someone had pulled a blanket over him all of a sudden. It felt as if an invisible weight was on him, pulling him down and keeping him from achieving the things he wanted to
He undressed to his underwear and T-shirt and tossed the clothes onto the armchair in the corner. He was turning away when the memory of Zoya sitting on the chair that first night penetrated his walls and he had to gasp for air.