#Chapter 257: A path through the wreckage

Fiona I passed a sleepless night tossing and turning in the big bed I was currently sharing with my best friend instead of my husband as I would have preferred. But I was grateful to have her, since he was unavailable to me – in a diversity of ways, it seemed. Nina had stayed by my side through all the tumult of this weekend, up to and including Alexander’s painful homecoming. And though we discussed her moving into the tower suite (she called it “the cloud room”), for now she was still, gratefully, staying downstairs with me and Lexi. I had braced myself for the fact that Alex would be coming back from the desert having sustained both physical and emotional injury. But I never expected this. I never could have prepared myself for this. I couldn’t believe that Alex would push me away like he did. Not after all this time. After all we’d been through together. I never thought that I would hear him yell at me like that again. And I never thought he would ever tell me not to touch hi