"I realised something." He says as they get into bed.

Nadia looks back at him. "What?"

Things are still tense between them. The fact that Kamdar's dead has eased some, but not all, of it. There's still so much they need to talk about, and he's realised that not having honesty and openness between them like they used to has been slowly killing him. He looks over at her. She's tired; she's been on edge since Kamdar nearly killed her, and she's been hesitant to let anybody else touch her, him included. Even though nothing happened between them in that sense, he imagines that all of this time with Kamdar has brought up a lot of old memories she'd rather forget. But unfortunately, there's still one thing about Kamdar that's still affecting them.

"Because Kamdar never filed your divorce papers," he says the name with as little disgust as he can because he doesn't need to make this more difficult than it is, "our marriage isn't legal. Because you weren't technically single at that point in time."

She had been pulling the covers up but stilled. "How did the priest not pick that up?" The tone of her voice isn't entirely solemn. He's not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

"I don't know. Probably doesn't help that the priest was a friend of Hayak's."

She seems deep in thought, but he can't read her. And as the silence perpetuates, he realises that she doesn't seem nearly as upset about this as he is.

"So now that Kamdar's dead… I'm single."

"Yeah," He says warily. "I… I'm not sure what you want to do. We can go somewhere nice, Hawaii maybe..."

"No."

He blinks at her. "No?"

Nadia scoffs. "You think that after everything that's happened, I'm just going to marry you again? You think you have the right to call yourself my husband when you've been nothing but unfaithful to me ever since she came into our lives?"

She has a point, even though he doesn't want to admit it right now. What started as a simple favour to help a mother and her son had turned into a test of loyalty and priorities. He's done so much for Thony, and he can't deny that he cares for her and Luca. He's tried to convince himself that those moments he had with Thony were just a way of comforting her, but he knows that's a lie. He felt something for her. He's beyond the point of pretending that he didn't. But he loves his wife with all of his heart. And ever since Kamdar made his way into their lives, he's been made so aware of how much he doesn't want to lose her. With him dead now, he can focus on making it up to her.

"Nadia, please-" He begs weakly.

"Get out." She orders. "You're not my husband. You're not staying here."

He won't fight her on this. In all fairness, most of his things are still half in a suitcase from when she kicked him out the other day. There's a fight within him. A part of him believes that they made vows to each other and that she shouldn't be so quick to do this. But a more rational, less egotistical part of him also understands why. He hasn't been putting her first, and he needs to change that. At the same time, he loves her, and he needs her, and he doesn't want to be alone right now. He sighs, standing from the bed and getting dressed.

"Can I stay at La Habana?" He asks, respectful enough to acknowledge that the club is no longer his property.

"No, you can stay at a hotel."

That's fair, he supposes. He feels like an idiot now. Of course, she wouldn't have just taken him back and pretended that everything was okay. She's never been one to sugarcoat, and he's always appreciated that about her. It makes him wonder at what point he should have stopped catering to Thony's every whim. He's at the door when Nadia says his name. As he turns around, he sees her expression has softened, like she doesn't want to do this but is doing it for their own good.

"I want you to prove it," Nadia says. "I want you to prove to me that you are done with her for good and that you're committed to me. Then maybe I'll think about marrying you again."

He nods. "I love you. I love you so much, and I promise you that I'm going to start acting like it."

There's a hint of a smile on her face, and he feels a surge of hope. "You better."