Veronica looked down at the glasses.
“No.”
She placed them on the tray.
“For acting like this was ours.”
Nobody rescued her from the silence.
That was important.
Apologies sometimes needed room.
She continued.
“When Derek lost his job, I was terrified. I kept thinking we were one bill away from losing everything.”
Derek leaned against the wall.
“You should have told them about the debts.”
“I know.”
“You told me not to.”
“I know that too.”
She looked at him.
There was no accusation in her voice.
Only exhaustion.
