added. “On a bench. She called me every morning for a week until I could get out of bed. She was a nurse. She knew what to look for.”
I pressed both palms to my eyes.
“Ten years, Nolan. Ten years.”
“It was never romantic. I swear to you, Olivia. Never.”
“Then what was it?”
He raised his eyes, and they were wet in a way I had not seen since the funeral.
“It was the only place I could say our daughter’s name out loud, Liv.”
Those words struck
