“She said marriage meant I needed to decide where my loyalty was.”
“To whom?”
“My family.”
I almost couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Sophie is your family.”
“I know.”
“Apparently everybody keeps knowing things they don’t act like they know.”
He stood.
“Emma, I wasn’t going to abandon her.”
“Then why did she write this?”
Silence.
I read it aloud.
“‘I promise I won’t bother you after you get married.’ Why does a nine-year-old think she’s bothering you?”
“I told her things might change.”
“What things?”
“I didn’t know what else to say.”
My anger shifted.
Until that moment, I’d been furious that Ryan had lied to me.
Now I was furious about something else.
“You were going to use me.”
His head snapped up.
“What?”
“You were going to make me the reason.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
I held up the card.
“You let this little girl believe you getting married meant she had to disappear, and I hadn’t even met her.”
“That wasn’t what I meant.”
“Your mother told you to choose your wife over Sophie.”
He said nothing.
“I’m your wife. When exactly did I ask you to do that?”
He looked like I’d slapped him.
Good.
Then the front door opened again.
“Ryan?”
A woman’s voice.
A moment later, a woman appeared in the hallway carrying grocery bags.
Sophie was behind her.
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