Every Evening, My Husband Tipped Two Drops From a Small Dark Glass Bottle Into My Tea
“Drink every drop of this,” he said softly.
“It’ll help settle your nerves so you can get a good night’s sleep.”
I lifted the porcelain mug to my lips, took a long sip of the plain hot water, and let the pure heat slide down my throat.
Daniel smiled at me from across the kitchen island, completely unaware that I had finally outsmarted him.
The morning sun came through the tall patio glass at seven, bright and clear over the lawn.
Daniel walked into the dining area holding a silver tray with a plate of poached eggs and two small glasses of fresh orange juice.
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