I pulled open the dresser drawers and started tossing clothes into a suitcase.
I had just folded the last piece when the door opened behind me.
"Amber? What are you doing?" Guy's voice cut through the room.
I didn't turn around. My voice came out dry and flat. "Just reorganizing the closet."
His gaze swept across the mess of the room. He was about to speak when another voice interrupted, thin and fragile.
"Guy, I'm scared of the dark. Could I stay in this room?"
Mabel.
I went rigid. I turned and saw two suitcases standing behind Guy in the doorway.
He wheeled them inside without a trace of shame. "Mabel is pregnant and she's been through a terrible scare. She needs someone looking after her. You hit her today, so you'll serve as her caretaker for the next month. You'll attend to her every need."
He met my eyes as if what he was saying were the most reasonable thing in the world.
"Give up the master bedroom. Move to the maid's quarters."
"The servants' quarters?"
I stared at Guy in disbelief.
His jaw was clenched tight. "Once Mabel's baby is born, you can move back."
I looked up at the man I'd loved for so long, my eyes flooding with tears.
I had given him everything.