Chapter 400

• He rifled through the cabinets at random. Everything was still where it belonged—clothes in the wardrobe, skincare on the vanity, jewelry in the case—untouched, as if nothing had changed.
• He opened a safe and shook out a few envelopes. He tore them open one by one. They were the vows he’d written during the time Zayla Steele had lost her memory.
• —“I, Joaquin Latham, will never be a jealous husband. I won’t get petty or sour for no reason. I’ll give my wife freedom, respect her, protect her, trust her, love her, and spoil her for life. From now on, I’ll be generous and big-hearted. If I mess up again, I’m a dog.”