He didn’t answer me.
He looked past my shoulder, straight at Cole.
His jaw was tight, his eyes cold.
I knew then that this wasn’t a reconciliation.
He’d come because he believed he’d finally found proof that marrying Cole had been a mistake.
« I need to talk to your husband, » he said.
Cole stepped into the hallway, calm as ever.
My father wasted no time with his accusations.
He’d finally found proof that marrying Cole had been a mistake.
« I saw you, » he said. « Outside County Hospital. You were holding hands with a little boy. »