It was the middle of the night when he returned to his bedroom. Slipping off his shirt, he lay down behind her and leaned to her neck. He didn’t say anything. He just fooled around with her body, intent on waking her up.

After a brief moment, Zoe’s breathing became rapid.

He knew she was awake. Pressing his lips against her ear, he said softly, “Tell me you still love me!”

Her eyes snapped open, but she couldn’t fulfill his request. She could be his wife, attend social events with him, and