I stayed silent, not knowing what to say to him. How could I possibly explain that? How could I tell him who Christopher was in my life?
“I’m waiting, Bree,” he said, barely moving his lips. At a certain point, he got up from his desk and approached me. Instinctively, I backed up until my back was against the wall.
“When you forced me to marry you, I told you I was with someone. That someone is Christopher,” I said without looking at him.
“So what, Bree? Are you married and have a lover?”
“No! My thing with Christopher is over.”
“Not anymore, Bree. This message is from yesterday. Did you see him yesterday?” Nervously, I nodded. He moved away from me and started pacing back and forth.
“Of course, that’s why you disappeared yesterday, and you’ve been doing it for a long time.”
“No, it
