"Yes."
Every memory changed as he admitted it.
The coffee that had felt spontaneous.
The ferry ride where he held my hand when the deck shifted.
The afternoon he bought me lemon ice and wiped sugar from my thumb.
The quiet moment beside the sea when he said he was glad I had said yes.
I had thought life brought us together.
David had recognized me.
Followed me.
Chose not to tell me why.
"You used me," I said.
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"At first, I wanted answers."
"What answers?"
"I wanted to know whether Michael had ruined your life the way Ruth's secret ruined mine."
I stared at him.
"Did I look ruined?"
"No."
"Did that disappoint you?"
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