“I should have contacted you sooner.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“I was scared.”
“Of him?”
“At first.”
“And later?”
“Of you.”
That caught me off guard.
“Me?”
She looked embarrassed.
“I searched you online.”
Of course she had.
“You looked happy. You were posting about the wedding. Your family loved him. I kept thinking maybe he really had changed.”
She wiped at one eye.
“Then he came to my apartment three weeks ago.”
Every sound around me disappeared.
I looked at Evan.
He said nothing.
“Three weeks?”
Vanessa nodded.
“He asked whether I planned to contact you.”
“And?”
“I told him I didn’t know.”
“What did he say?”
“He said if I ruined his life again, he’d make sure everyone knew what kind of woman I was.”
Evan exploded.
“That is not what I said!”
The force of his voice made me jump.
So did half the guests.
He saw it.
