Until that moment, Fox hadn’t realized to what extent the harmony in their marriage relied upon her goodwill. On Leah constantly reaching out to him, helping him, accommodating him. And now, with her retreat . . . he didn’t know what to do. How he might hold her to him. Women always leave you, a part of him whispered. You knew this was how it would end. Only . . . he hadn’t thought it would be so soon.
