the doorway of my bedroom.
And finding Laura with my husband.
That affair had nearly destroyed my marriage.
Maybe being pregnant was the reason I stayed.
Maybe I was simply terrified of raising a child alone.
Whatever the reason, I had given Daniel one condition.
Laura disappeared.
No phone calls.
No messages.
No secret meetings.
Nothing.
A month later, Daniel and I moved away and started over.
Now Laura was standing in front of me again.
“Karen.”
“Laura.”
Neither of us smiled.
“I’m looking for Mia.”
Laura’s expression instantly changed.
