Forsaking All Others (From This Day Forward Book 2) by Shannon Myers Page B

feel like barfing anymore. I used to love coffee, but for the last few weeks the smell of it sends me running for a toilet. I really hope David still thinks I have a bug and isn’t starting to suspect anything else.
    Mike walks into the room with a man and woman I don’t recognize.
    “Elizabeth, this is Carole Shaffer—she’s representing Landon Scott and this is Adam Perry—he’s a special investigator that will be interviewing you today.”
    I nod at both of them, “Nice to meet you.”
    Adam sits down across from me, “Do you have any questions before we begin?”
    “No, I don’t think so.” I try to calm my shaking hands in my lap.
    He continues, “Mrs. Greene, just so you’re aware, this interview is being recorded. Have you ever been interviewed in this capacity before?”
    I let him know that I haven’t.
    “Are you aware of why you’re being interviewed this morning?”
    “Yes, it’s regarding the disappearance of Katya Egorichev and my interaction with Landon Scott.”
    “How familiar are you with this case?”
    I shrug, “Not very, I saw it on the news yesterday. I know she’s been missing for over a week. I also know that she was dating Landon Scott, but I believe that relationship ended back in May.”
    Landon’s lawyer scribbles something on a piece of paper, but otherwise remains silent.
    The rest of the questions consist of where I was last Thursday. I recount my day from the time I woke up until running into Landon. The investigator asks a lot of questions about that interaction and I answer everything as best I can.
    Afterward, I’m ready for lunch and a nap. I’ve found that if I wait too long to eat it makes the nausea even worse. I pop another peppermint into my mouth as I sit on a bench outside, waiting for David to finish his interview.
    Just as I’m about to text him, he comes storming out of the building, the glass doors rattling behind him.
    “Let’s go.” His voice is cold and I have to jog to keep up with him.
    “What happened in there?” I’m panting slightly, but I’m going to blame that on the pregnancy and not the fact that I haven’t stepped foot inside a gym in the last two months.
    He unlocks the truck and walks around to the passenger side to help me in, “Nothing. Just got a lot of shit to get done today—don’t wanna waste another second here.”
    We drive back to the house in complete silence, even the radio is turned off. Even without my full memory I can tell he’s furious, the anger radiates from him. I just wish I knew why he was so upset. I think back to when we got to the station and he seemed fine. I mean, we were holding hands so surely it’s not anything I’ve done.
    He parks in the driveway when we get back and helps me out before going into the garage. The broody silent treatment isn’t working for me so I follow him.
    “You wanna tell me what happened back there? You were fine when we got there, but now you’re obviously upset. I just want to know why.”
    He pulls the lawnmower out from the back corner of the garage and begins checking the gas and oil levels. “I’m fine. I told you—I have a lot to accomplish today. Go on inside and get some lunch.”
    I sigh, but my rumbling stomach begs me to take his advice. I make a turkey sandwich and eat it as I make him one as well. This is getting complicated. I’m not sure how I thought that I could file for divorce and keep emotion out of it, but I did. Now, I’ve got a brooding alpha outside mowing and I’m worrying about why he’s upset, while fixing him lunch.
    To make matters worse, I find myself dreaming about the next time he’ll kiss me. We’re acting like we did when we were dating. I laugh at the thought. We were constantly making out, but not having sex. I didn’t realize I’d be back in the same boat five years later. I’ve crossed a line and there’s no way I’m walking away unscathed at this point. I don’t want to keep pushing him away, but I’m not okay with