After a night with his mistress, a pregnant wife quietly boarded a private jet—while the mistress was left begging outside, unaware of the truth unfolding.

Richard.

Not the man who had brought Sabrina to the gala.

The man from before.

The one who carried coffee to her in bed after her father died. The one who danced barefoot with her in the kitchen of their first apartment. The one who had once covered her hand with his during a thunderstorm and said, “Whatever happens, we’re continue reading …