Diego left his wife to rest alone as she wished, and lay on his own bed. Staring at the ceiling, he contemplated his children some more. Maybe he had been cruel to Tomas, but the boy was irritating and a bully, and it made Diego feel guilty for not seeing it sooner. Enrique was no better, of course, but that was not the point.
Victoria would forgive him in time, and there was still ranch work to be seen to. Meaning to visit Destara to guide his recovery properly, he just hadn't found the time. Would he ever find balance?