thought you had too much to lose by ending our marriage.”
I understood.
The apartment.
Our lifestyle.
Social status.
Public image.
He believed those were chains because they would have restrained him.
“You thought I loved the life more than I loved myself.”
He looked ashamed.
“Yes.”
I nodded.
“Maybe for a while, I did too.”
It was difficult to admit.
Cole glanced toward the doorway.
“Are you happy?”
I considered lying to protect myself.
Then realized the truth was safe.
“Most days.”
He smiled faintly.
“That’s good.”
“Are you?”
