Eleanor's POV

The next morning, Lawrence gave me a wake-up kiss, who had got dressed, being ready to go to work.

I felt a little guilty about him. After all, as his wife, being not able to live with him, I should at least have prepared breakfast for him today.

But I was so exhausted last night, because of Fiona's death, that I fell asleep in Lawrence's arms unconsciously.

I was so grateful that Lawrence could stay with me, giving me the biggest support at the moment when I was extremely mournful.

Kissing my forehead gently, Lawrence said, "Eleanor, sleep awhile more."

I cupped his face in my hands and...