EVANGELINE
Alex never returned home that night.
The next morning, I didn’t even wait to have breakfast, I just grabbed my box that I’d packed last night and texted William to pick me up.
“Are you sure about this?” William asked as he drove to the airport. “You can always opt out of the trip. No one will fault you for wanting to rest after what happened.”
“I’m fine,” I assured him with a small smile. “This is the right thing to do.”
“Okay, but wasn’t Alex supposed to come with you on this trip?”
The very mention of my husband’s name soured my mood.
I glanced at my phone, but there were no texts or calls from him. I hadn’t expected anything less to be honest. After all, he had a nasty habit of flaking on me to spend time with Margaret. I was always second to her, and that wasn’t goin
