The Forever Time Travel Romance Series, Book 4
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Hope Blackstone Ellsworth stared at the traffic light. The yellow case swung lazily above the empty street, and the crimson glow of the bottom light invaded the darkness like a lighthouse beacon in a dense fog. While she waited for the signal to change from red to green, she crumpled the side of her skirt in her hand and rubbed the fabric between her fingers and thumb. A heaviness anchored deep in her chest, dragging her heart into the pit of her stomach. She pressed her shoulders back into the passenger seat and breathed in through her nose.
She and Clayton had spent a wonderful day at the renaissance faire, but instead of enjoying a temporary fantasy, memories of her life before her marriage shouted at her from every sound and smell artificially fabricated at the festival. The uneasiness in her stomach only reinforced the lie she led.
She glanced at the man sitting beside her and considered her two options. She could tell the man she loved her secret, or she could continue to deceive him. As much as she resisted the urge to take the cowardly route, she hadn't completely ruled out silence.
The car lurched forward and Clayton's hand covered hers. The warmth of his touch spread through her body like butter on hot bread. Her husband squeezed her fingers, drawing her out of her distant thoughts, and Hope's anxiety slowly ebbed. She knew he couldn't read her mind, but his mere touch had always managed to ease her worst fears. Tonight was no different. She held tight to his grasp, wanting their connection to last forever, and fearing her confession would crush every ounce of their happiness.
Clayton lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the backs of her fingers. "I love you," he said, his breath warm against her knuckles.
He held her hand to his chest, and Hope's heart warmed. The sun would come up in the morning and Clayton Ellsworth loved her. These two facts were her only constant.