It was clear that when people truly care for someone, they drop the pretense, exposing their most vulnerable selves. And Terence had made it abundantly clear who held his heart.
There were only two days left now. Tomorrow, Halle would leave Tanzania for good.
She glanced at the small gift box holding the Maasai beaded ornament she had spent the night stringing. A pang of sadness welled up inside her.
A sudden knock at the door broke her thoughts.
When she opened it and met Terence’s gaze, she instinctively hid the box behind her back.
This was the first time in two years he had come to her door.
Terence’s eyes swept the room, landing on the scattered clothes atop her bed. His heart suddenly clenched.
“Why are you packing?” he asked, a trace of unease in his voice.
Halle bit her lip and forced a smile. “You don’t need to worry about that. Your focus should be on Captain Benson and whatever plans you two have. Don’t waste your energy on me.”
Terence raised an eyebrow, surprised. “You already know? I wanted to surprise you,” he admitted with a smile.
That smile struck Halle like a blow.
Was news of his marriage to Captain Benson supposed to be a surprise for her?