“We had our third wedding anniversary, and I completely messed the whole thing up by ordering a chocolate cake when I knew good and well that Brian hated chocolate. The truth is…” She paused, took a deep breath. “Well. The truth is that to this day, I don’t know how much of what went wrong around me was a form of sabotage by Brian, and how much I actually did myself and for real. I was so sleep-deprived and frantic, I had no attention span and no memories to count on, I very well may have called the bakery and ordered chocolate cake, not vanilla.”
“People make mistakes, baby,” he said gently. “All the time and every day. I’m sure some of what happened was on you – but no way that’s a reflection on your character or intelligence. And let’s face it: if he made you so tired and distracted an
