The next morning, I ran into a former colleague outside the restaurant.
Her face flushed when she saw me.
"Evelyn, about last night... We truly had no idea."
"I know."
She twisted the breakfast voucher in her hands. She seemed to want to say more, but ultimately only asked whether I had eaten.
I shook my head, and she held the door open for me.
For 8 years, I had imagined what it would be like when our relationship became public.
I thought people would congratulate me and ask about the wedding date. I had never imagined this, people looking at me with guilt while I reassured them that I did not blame them.
I chose a table by the window.
Luke passed with a cup of coffee and pointed to the chair across from me.
"Is anyone sitting here?"
"No."
He sat down and placed the day's conf
