"You didn't sleep beside me last night. Why?" Juniper's voice carried a note of irritation the moment she opened her eyes.
Dominick didn't answer. He stood by the cupboard, methodically pulling out his clothes, refusing to meet her gaze.
"Don't ignore me, Dominick," she snapped, sitting up in bed. "I'm asking you something. Why did you leave in the middle of the night?"
He paused, his hand tightening slightly around the fabric before he spoke. "Because I have no intention of becoming a husband to you anymore. Also, I have nothing to say to you, June. So, don't waste your time, or mine."
"Are you blaming me for everything that happened? Why do you always see it as my fault?" Juniper demanded, her voice rising.
