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In other words, yes, she still loved Søren

Wesley stared at the dedication until his eyes watered

To WR Many waters

She’d dedicated the book to him Not to Søren, as she had all her other books Many waters… She still loved him too

Underneath the dedication Nora had written him another note

Wesley, you twerp, you could have told me

Could have told her? Could have told her what?

Wesley looked up Hanging fro in the entryway to his ho in Versailles--the French palace, not the town in Kentucky And the book had coht to this address, not his old school one and then forwarded

"Shit…" Wesley breathed She kneho he was no had she found out? Well, not that hard really SheHe should return the favor The address on the envelope wasn’t anything he recognized Maybe she’d left Connecticut, left New York City, left Søren

Grabbing the book and the envelope, he raced through the big house and out the back door At the guesthouse, his house, he could barely get the key in the lock Once inside he slapped on a light, grabbed his laptop and went to Google He typed in Nora Sutherlin and the city Guilford

The very first hit took hi the article he discovered Nora had gone to souy named Griffin Fiske At first Wesley’s heart swelled with happiness that Nora had gone anywhere in the presence of any guy asn’t Søren Maybe they’d broken up Wesley quickly Googled Griffin Fiske and had the unpleasant shock of discovering he already knew him Or at least knew of him He’d seen Griffin’s name in Nora’s cell phone once and he’d casually asked her who he was

"My personal trainer," Nora had answered without batting an eyelash Nora’s "personal trainer" was also the obscenely rich son of the chair addict who’d had a couple stints in rehab, the grandson of the owners of Raeburn Far in a tanned and uys in Calvin Klein ads in Vanity Fair Not Nora’s usual type She went for guys like her editor Zach Easton--handsouished sort of way, overeducated and usually older than her Wesley had never seen Søren, not even a picture of hiuessed that’s what he looked like too They’d spoken on the phone once and even Søren’s voice sounded well manicured Yet another reason to hate the h the facts in his mind

Nora didn’t seem to be with Søren any bad company, however

Nora had dedicated her book to hiot up and started packing

Suzanne stared at the ceiling and tried to beco herof her heart It pounded hard, alrew louder Groaning she raised a hand to forehead and called out, "Go away, Patrick"