CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Emily was still reeling from her fight with Daniel as she went about her day. She found herself in Charlotte’s nursery, tidying it for what felt like the millionth time, while rain lashed against the windowpane. The weather seemed to perfectly match her mood—both growing darker and stormier with every passing moment. She was so upset and stunned by Daniel’s behavior, she soon collapsed into the nursing chair.
How dare he say such horrible things to her? She felt like he’d been harboring resentment for ages. They’d made a pact to communicate better but now it seemed like Daniel had been keeping his true feelings from her. All that had needed to happen was a frank and open conversation about money and what they could afford for Charlotte, where they could reasonably ex
