CHAPTER 79

KIERAN

If someone asked me what the definition of peace was, I would say it was this — spending time with Edwina and my son. 

It had been awkward between us when the whole arrangement started, but gradually, the awkwardness rolled away and gave way to comfortability.

The fact that we were in New York helped too. It was a new city, so different from the United Kingdom that it made me feel…free. Like I was a different person. 

There was something about New York that made me feel at home, that loosened a knot in me, and I was sure Edwina felt that way too.

That was probably why she chose to come back here of all the places she could have gone to.

After my pathetic attempt to make breakfast that unfaithful day, sleeping over and staying for breakfast had become something like a routine for us.

Noah loved waking up to my presence, and eating breakfast with my son and the mother of my child felt so intimate.