“It wasn’t supposed to happen.”
I stared at her.
“You used my name to deceive your husband.”
She lowered her eyes.
Ryan stepped forward.
“We made mistakes.”
“A mistake is forgetting an anniversary,” I replied. “Four months of dishonesty requires planning.”
Neither answered.
Megan whispered, “Could we discuss this somewhere private?”
I almost smiled.
“Now privacy matters to you?”
Then I turned away and arranged transportation to the hospital.
Thankfully, Mom was recovering.
Her dizziness had been related to dehydration and a medication issue. Doctors wanted to adjust her prescription and observe her overnight.
When she saw me, she frowned.
“Kylie, why do you look more exhausted than I do?”
“Long flight.”
She studied me.
“Try again.”
So I told her everything.
She listened quietly, holding my hand.
When I finished, she hugged me.
Then she asked something unexpected.
“Did you at least make him uncomfortable?”
I couldn’t help laughing.
