"I still love you, Sarah."
Those words alone broke her heart completely. She felt her hand stiffen in his, her eyes slightly parted as she watched him. Who was Sarah? How could he be in love with someone else when he had been confused about his feelings for her and married her?
How could he? She wanted to wake him up and demand an explanation for what he meant. Clearly, he couldn't be in love with another woman. Perhaps this was all just a dream.
Was it the lady at the terrace? The one with the blonde hair, the one he had been holding so close to him? Damn, why was this hurting her so much? How could he do this?
Madeline quickly retracted her hands from his. It was a good thing he was sleeping, blissfully unaware that her hand had left his. He slept peacefully, like a baby, murmuring those words and repeating that name - Sarah.
