Chapter 45. Diana

The secrets I have kept in depth of my heart which are the reasons why I divorced my husband are no longer giving me panic attacks.

This is going to be a mess all over again if I don't do something, but I'm afraid there will be no running away this time. Not unless I want to leave my son behind. "Diana, won't you tell me what it is that's bothering you?" The touch of Reena's comforting hand rubbing my back soothingly was almost my undoing, but I dared not share the dark, ugly truth. Neither could I risk looking at her as I felt the heat of her gaze on the side of my face. One thing I remember very keenly about my ex-mother-in-law is that she was always very good at reading me.

"It's nothing I'm fine, really."

"It's okay; when you're ready to talk, I'm ready to listen. Just know that I'm in your corner; you're not alone. And I'm sure if you tell my son the truth that he'd be there to protect you no matter what." Oh, how I wish that were true. But she doesn't know her son as well as she thinks she does if she thinks that's true.

She carried on offering words of comfort, but there was no pushing on her part, and I wondered how it was that she could see so much when her son was so blind. I know it's not fair to blame Cadmus, but so many nights since I left here, I'd dreamt of him coming to the rescue. I'd imagined him learning the truth somehow and facing down my biggest enemy and threats made to me, not caring about what could happen to him and his loved ones if it meant saving me.

I gave up on that dream within the first few weeks of being back when the new fear of how to protect my unborn child took over every aspect of my life. Part of me, the sane, rational part, wish I could go to Cadmus and tell him the truth, beg for his forgiveness, and plead with him to protect us any way he can.