“Then why did you tell me you hadn’t seen her?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“When you woke up, you were confused. You were in pain. I thought if I told you…”
“You thought what?”
“That you’d want every detail.”
“I did.”
“I was terrified it would destroy you.”
“You asked if she was already gone,” he said.
“I thought if I told you…”
I stared at him.
“And what did you tell me?”
His face changed.
“I said yes.”
My stomach dropped.
“Was she?”
“I said yes.”
He didn’t answer.
“Robert. Could I still have seen her?”
“Yes.”
I stepped away from him.
“Then you didn’t just hide your goodbye from me. You took mine.”
“Robert. Could I still have seen her?”
“What exactly did you protect me from, Robert? I wake up with milk for a baby who isn’t here. I can’t walk past her nursery.”
His face crumpled.
“I made the wrong choice.”
“You made it again every day you kept lying.”
He sat down.
“I made the wrong choice.”
I stayed standing.
“Did they give you anything? Any keepsakes?”
His silence returned.
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