different.” The old marriage couldn’t be restored, because it contained the conditions that made the affair possible.
At first I hated that. I wanted the marriage I’d believed in before the flowers, until I remembered what it had secretly held. Daniel honored his promises: he stopped working with Laura, answered difficult questions, and no longer called me unreasonable when reminders hurt.
Two months after the delivery, his phone buzzed at dinner. He tensed, saw me notice, and put it on the table unasked. His brother was calling. I hated my
