Emily’s eyes filled with tears.
Suddenly, I realized something almost unbelievable.
He had been lying to both of us.
Different lies.
Same cowardice.
Emily grabbed her suitcase.
— Where are you going? Daniel asked.
She looked at him with disgust.
— Away from you.
— Emily, wait. I love you.
I flinched.
Hearing those words hurt.
But Emily shook her head.
— You don’t love me. You lied to me so I would stay.
She pulled the suitcase toward the door.
Then she stopped beside me.
— I am sorry.
I didn’t answer.
I wasn’t ready to forgive her.
But I believed her.
Then she left.
The door closed.
Daniel and I were alone.
For seventeen years, he had been the person I trusted most in the world.
Now I barely recognized him.
— Laura, I made a mistake.
— No.
I looked directly at him.
— A mistake is forgetting an anniversary. A mistake is saying something
