CHAPTER 058: Taking A Steamy Bath

Desiree's POV

Caspian.

One minute, he’s all over me, like I’m the only thing that matters. The next minute, he’s pulling back, shutting me out when I ask about his past. What is so difficult about talking about a woman who’s long gone from his life? Unless… unless she’s not yet gone. Maybe, twenty-five years later, he still loves her.

It makes my stomach turn.

I know our marriage isn’t built on love—at least, not the kind people dream about. But I have every right to be angry. I’m his wife. I deserve the truth.

“Caspian, put me down,” I say.

I just want to leave. Go to bed and forget this ever happened. Tomorrow, I’ll be fine. I always am. But Caspian doesn’t listen. He keeps walking toward the tub, holding me like I didn’t say a word.

“Put me down,” I say again.

“Never.”

I let out a sigh. “Why are you so difficult?”

He laughs, like it’s all a joke. “I’m difficult? You’re the one getting mad over something I don’t even understand.”

Before I can argue, he lowers me into the hot water.