Chapter-37

Silvio remained unusually silent during breakfast. His jaw was tensed and so were his eyes. He hadn’t talked to me since last night I fell asleep in his arms. I didn’t know what, but something was wrong.

Dante seemed concerned too.

I cleared my throat. “I’ll have to go to the clinic today.”

That got his attention as he whisked his head at me. Eyes still losing the spark they held whenever he looked at me. Concern etched across my face as I noticed his unusual behaviour, a silent unease settling within me.

The rhythmic pulse of worry mirrored in my eyes.

His jaw ticked once again and his eyes narrowed. “You’re not leaving the house.” The breakfast table became suddenly silent. I understood his worry but I could leave Margaret and the twins with all the work. I also knew he’d force me to stay at home, so I was just going to go today so that I could pile up the files I left pending.

If I could, I’d request him to let me go to the clinic once or twice a week. I hope he agrees.

I shoo