“No. I must go myself. She’s terrified.”
He was already moving, pulling on his jacket with shaking hands.
“I am sorry, Shara. I will make it up to you. I promise. Just finish dinner. The driver will take you home.”
He did not wait for my reply. He did not even kiss me goodbye.
He simply turned and rushed off the ship, desperate to rescue his mistress, leaving his Luna alone in the middle of the ocean.
I watched him disappear. But I did not cry at all.
I felt nothing.
Slowly I finished my wine, enjoying the deep flavor. Then I raised my hand to call the waiter.
“The bill please,” I said calmly. “And pack the dessert for me.”
***
When I returned home later, the estate was empty.
They were probably together somewhere. He would be comforting her while she celebrated her victory.
But it did not matter. In two days, I would be gone. And he would receive the greatest anniversary gift of all.
The night before our anniversary, I finished packing the last of my important belongings.
Just as I closed my suitcase, I heard voices. They came from the guest room down the hallway.
Luvena’s room.
They must have believed I was already asleep.