embarrassed expression from my own earlier months. It didn’t mean I needed to rescue her. She had known about our marriage and accepted secrecy until it began hurting her.
“You brought me here because she was here.”
“No.”
“You booked a room in the exact hotel where her family wedding was happening.”
“It’s a hotel, Rachel. People stay in hotels.”
“Forty-three minutes after you saw the invitation?”
Daniel looked at me yet again. Rachel noticed; her shoulders sagged.
“That’s why.”
She spoke more quietly. “That’s why you kept touching me
