Like he'd been stung, Zach shouted at Tyler, coming apart. "Impossible!" Then his voice went hollow. "She couldn't… she wouldn't…"
Vivian shrank back, scared, but held on tighter. She bit her lip, eyes welling. "Zach, I'm really almost done—just come greet one round of people with me, ten minutes, tops. If you leave now, how do I face my relatives? You're the one who said you'd help me."
Zach looked at Vivian's face, and all of a sudden she was a stranger. Every time she pulled this expression on him, he'd caved. She cried, he caved; she cooed, he caved; she said she was unhappy, he dropped everything to be with her.
But right now, all he could see was Anna. Anna, who always seemed to be the one quietly waiting.
Something clamped down in Zach's chest.
"Vivian, listen. I did the earlie
