“For what?”
“For not knowing.”
“You trusted your husband.”
“Exactly.”
“That’s supposed to be stupid?”
“When the trust is misplaced.”
“No.”
I leaned back against a cabinet.
“The person who lies is responsible for the lie. Not the person who believed them.”
She looked at me for a long time.
Then tears rolled down her cheeks.
This time, she didn’t hide them.
I moved closer.
Slowly enough that she could stop me.
She didn’t.
Karen leaned into me.
I put an arm around her shoulders.
That was all.
For almost twenty minutes, that was all.
She cried quietly against my chest.
I held her.
Nothing romantic.
Nothing inappropriate.
At least, that was what I kept telling myself.
Then she lifted her head.
We were too close.
I knew it.
She knew it.
Her eyes dropped to my mouth.
My heartbeat changed.
“Alex…”
I stood immediately.
The movement startled her.
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