“So naturally,” I cut in, “you decided to sleep with my sister.”
“It just happened,” he said.
“It did not ‘just happen,’” I snapped. “How long?”
I remembered Kara helping me in the kitchen, laughing about burnt rolls.
He hesitated.
“How long?” I repeated.
“A few months,” he said finally. “Since… around Christmas.”
Christmas.
I remembered Kara helping me in the kitchen, laughing about burnt rolls.
Daniel’s arm around my waist while we watched the kids open gifts.
“You can talk to my lawyer.”
I swallowed bile.
“Get out,” I said.
“Mer, please—”
“Out,” I repeated. “You can talk to my lawyer.”
He opened his mouth again.
Hannah shut the door.
I sat down on the floor and sobbed until my head hurt.
I heard him say, “Meredith!” on the other side.
I sat down on the floor and sobbed until my head hurt.
The next morning, I called a divorce attorney.
