The day had rolled by in a blur. The sun had begun its slow descent, bathing the living room in burnt gold as Amelia sat curled up on the couch, arms wrapped tightly around her knees, her mind heavy and unsettled.
Andrew had left an hour ago, reluctantly, promising to call later. He’d looked at her like she was his entire world. And for a few fleeting hours… she had believed it.
But now that the world was still, now that silence had settled over the house like fog—reality crept in.
She had betrayed Brad.
Alone and perturbed, her thoughts were a tumultuous whirlwind. She wondered how Andrew was going to handle the situation. She worried over her son being in the midst of all of it. She also contemplated whether she was going to tell Brad what had happened between her and Andrew.
She di
