CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN – A TRUCE

Sebastian's infectious laugh filling their bedroom as he rolled her beneath him, all tousled hair and wandering hands... His strong arms enveloping both her and Donald as they whirled and danced through the hallways of their Rome apartment, delirious on privation and the thrill of new parenthood... That proud, beatific smile he wore the first time Madison guided his hands to her swollen belly, allowing him to feel their son's tiny kicks for himself... How could it have all gone so wrong? How could the blinding love and tenderness she harbored for that beautiful man have become this...harrowing, untenable rift seemingly without solution? The sound of a throat clearing behind them made Madison start. Dragging in a ragged breath, she pulled back from Donald to find Rosa, their housekeeper, regarding them with a concerned furrow between her brows. "Are you alright, Miss Madison?" The matronly woman's Spanish lilt was laced with evident worry. "Forgive me, but you seem...upset." Surre