Ivor stood at the summit of Jungfrau Peak, gazing out over the vast white expanse below. His chest felt hollow.
Nellie clung to his arm, her smile coy and sweet. "I like it so much better here. Can we stay a few more days?"
Ivor said nothing. All he could see was the way Jocelyn had looked at him that last time.
Calm. Distant. Like she was looking at a stranger.
No. Worse than a stranger. She had looked at him the way someone looks at garbage.
"Ivor? What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
He pulled his gaze from the horizon and was about to walk on when his phone rang.
His heart skipped a beat.
He answered. On the other end came Jasper's voice, old and trembling.
"Sir... Harbor City... a magnitude-seven earthquake. The estate collapsed completely. Your wife... they couldn't get her out."
