Sienna’s eyes were red, and it seemed like she had been crying.
“Is something the matter , mi amore ?”
She shook her head before giving me a brave smile. She had an air of fragility in her , therefore I didn’t press further. Glancing at Kyle, I was a tad taken aback when he looked apologetic.
“I apologize for the wait . We were catching up, and it seems like some stories are harder for Sienna to talk about.”
I stilled, knowing quite well which particular story he meant by that — Camilla. I was too bereft to say anything else except nod in his direction before we both followed Sienna, heading towards the formal dining room.
She was wearing a rich colored olive green dress that brought out the beautiful colors of her eyes. As always, she was impeccably gorgeous. My eyes drifted towards her swaying hips, noting that even the way she walked showed a dancer’s grace about her. Just in the nick of time, I also found Kyle Matthews’s eyes admiring the same thing I had been. I made a low, grumbling sound, hoping he’d get the hint that he shouldn’t extend my hospitality to such insult.
I supposed it was a good thing Lucy engaged Kyle with a conversation about his work in the music industry. My friends could be such a pain in my arse, but at times like these, they knew me too well. I appreciated their joint effort in keeping peace, even if the tension between us men was blatantly obvious.
Dinner was served and the chitchat commenced. With my mood quite settled, instead of paying attention and taking part in the discussion they were having about the war going on in Middle East and Eastern European countries, I found myself more consumed by my thoughts than the conversation. I wondered how my own wife couldn’t confide in me, or if it was too difficult to speak to me about it, why she hadn’t at least mentioned something so we could get someone for her to speak to about what still troubled her. And yet, she had been in tears, talking about it with Kyle. What was I doing wrong that I couldn’t even get my own wife to tell me she was still haunted about what had occurred almost a year ago?
Truth be told, when I was away on one of my business trips, I would get dreams about what had transpired in that hospital room. It would appear in my dream, as if it was truly happening, and I would end up yelling for Sienna to run. Every time after I screamed, I’d wake up in a sweat. If she wasn’t with me, I worried, but as much as I wanted to protect her with a security team, she insisted she didn’t need one unless she left the country.
Could it possibly be because of Gareth? Sienna had trusted him, and in the end, she hadn’t seen his betrayal coming from a mile away. His treachery had possibly dug deep, making her wary of the people she surrounded herself with, security detail included.
If she’d let me, I’d do anything in my power to help her through if this was one of the major causes of her troubles. I knew what had occurred had been beyond demoralizing for anyone, however we made a pact that we were going to move on, and I wanted us to be in the same pacing in regards to the future. I was the main reason why these events all had happened to her, to us, in the first place.
I owed it to her to help her exorcise the demons that still haunted her.
My bitterness and jealous emotions seemed pointless when one truly saw the bigger picture. I was more subdued compared to how I had been an hour ago. Besides, I should be grateful that having Kyle here tonight had brought out that information instead of Sienna hiding it from me. She would probably endure all of the demons that hounded her until the end of time. Sienna was stubborn. Still, it was quite apparent we needed to work harder on our marriage.
It was our first year —we were bound to make hundreds, maybe thousands, of mistakes—but as long as we communicated and compromised, we would have a much stronger bond.
After dinner, Lucy and Toby didn’t stay