Just then, Poppy looked up and saw him. Her expression instantly softened into a gentle smile. "Soren, you're back."
He nodded, his face unreadable. "How's your arm?"
"It's a little sore, but much better." She rotated her wrist slightly, then looked at his grim expression. "Soren, please don't be angry with Evangeline. I understand how she feels."
She gazed into the distance thoughtfully. "Even when you've decided to let something go, there are always moments of regret. I understand why she would be upset seeing us together. It's my fault, really. I shouldn't have shown up when I knew she was there. I just didn't realize how much she hates me. I thought… I thought now that she has a boyfriend, she might resent me a little less."
Soren's brow furrowed. He thought of the diamond ring on her finger, another gift from Finn, and a familiar irritation pricked at him. "Finn is a playboy," he said, almost to himself. "She has no future with him."
Evangeline probably knew that, which would explain her hostility toward Poppy. The thought, strangely, brought him a sense of relief.
Poppy noticed the subtle shift in his mood. Her smile faltered, her nails digging into her palms. She could see the satisfaction in his eyes when he talked about Evangeline's dead-end relationship. She had tried to deny it, but it was undeniable now: after years of marriage, Soren had developed feelings for Evangeline. They weren't deep, but if Evangeline hadn't initiated the divorce, if she hadn't schemed to get him back, he never would have left.



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