received the legal documents from her former husband, she panicked.
She was afraid that if she admitted how bad things had become, our parents would blame her for the divorce. She was afraid I would see her as irresponsible.
“I kept thinking I could fix it before anyone found out,” she said.
“And Eliam?”
“He was the only person I could think of who might help me without telling the whole family immediately.”
I looked at her.
“You understand that you didn’t just ask him for help. You asked him
