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EARLY THE NEXT MORNING Stefon flew the two of them to the Cassandra in Athens. After eating breakfast in their room, Leandros called for his car and drove them to the Pangrati neighborhood, where Olympia Lasko saw her clients.

Silence filled the Mercedes, as it had last evening on their way home from dinner. Kellie had hardly talked to him and went straight to bed once they’d returned to the villa. If she’d gotten on the phone with Fran or her aunt and uncle, he knew nothing about it.

To his relief she’d eaten a healthy meal this morning and shown more appetite than he had. Leandros didn’t know about Kellie, but he’d slept poorly. Not only was he concerned over the process they were about to undergo, he feared Kellie’s reaction. Though it had been her idea, this was new territory for both of them.

After he’d dismissed the idea of counseling in the beginning, he was thankful that she was still willing to try it. When they’d reached Andros yesterday, he’d been terrified out of his mind she would tell him it was too late, and fly right back to Pennsylvania.

Before long, he turned the corner and spotted the Lasko home. It was a moderate-size, gray-and-white two-story house, typical of the settled, comfortable looking residences along the street in the quiet neighborhood. Leandros pulled in the driveway and stopped at the side entrance.

He eyed his wife, who, thankfully, was still his wife. He’d already contacted his attorney to get in touch with her attorney and put off the divorce. The only thing left was to follow through with counseling and pray for a breakthrough. “Shall we go in?”