chosen to involve my husband in a secret she couldn’t bear to share with me.
She apologized more than once.
I accepted that she was sorry.
Forgiveness, however, was going to take longer than a few conversations.
As for Eliam, he began attending counseling with me.
The first few sessions were uncomfortable. We talked about the ways we communicated, the assumptions we had made about each other’s reactions, and the habit of avoiding difficult conversations until they became emergencies.
Eliam admitted that he often confused keeping the peace with solving
