Chapter 172

AMELIA

At first, the words were at the top of my tongue. He felt so warm, so perfect holding me and in that moment that was all that mattered and I was going to tell him, I really was.

But then I remembered how we parted and I went still in his arms, unable to look him in the eyes.

“Did you manage to do everything you wanted to?” I responded with a question of my own, taking a few steps away from him, my tone more distant than I'd intended. I noticed the change in his expression, the confusion of my sudden mood change and then realization darkened his features.

“Are you still mad at me, Amy?”

“That depends,” I crossed my arms over my chest, “Are you going to tell me why you went to Russia and barely communicated with me for two whole weeks?”

There it was. The chill in his expression I had now grown used to.

What exactly was I to him?

His wife?

Or just another obligation to add to his list of responsibilities?

A heavy silence descended between us and Roman let out a frustrated s