Across the Sea, A New Beginning

After concluding the parent-teacher conference for my two daughters, I received a call from my husband, Leonard Hill. His voice was curt yet persuasive.

“Pick them up from the villa immediately,” he instructed. “I don’t want us to be late for my celebration party.”

Rain hammered against the windshield as I navigated the stormy roads. My stomach growled in protest, hunger gnawing at me. Upon reaching the villa, I overheard Leonard and Beth Miller laughing by the door.

“I really envy Mrs. Hill,” Beth gushed. “Marrying a man like you, Mr. Hill—so successful and still attentive to the kids …”