Chapter 62

Moira's POV This couldn't be happening! I couldn’t possibly, consciously or unconsciously, have gotten so close to Jude that I was sleeping comfortably in his arms. Even though we still slept in the same bed during our bland marriage, I had never once found myself in a situation like this—so close that there seemed to be no distance between us, so close that I could smell his breath on the back of my neck. I struggled to move and chose to freeze for a moment while trying to figure out how to get away from him without waking him up. I didn’t want him to think that I was the one trying to get close to him and tease him like I used to. Even though the pain was still there and lingers, I would never hope for the same thing as before. Winning his heart was clearly impossible and would never happen. From the start of our marriage, he always kept his distance, and even when I tried to get closer, I’d wake up to find Jude asleep on the sofa while I was alone in bed. After the fourth year, I st