Chapter 15
Adrianna fell full-length on the bed, near tears. We hadn’t planned for this to happen, and it hurt me to see my wife in such agony. I started to get up to go to her, but Renee held my sleeve.
“Let her cry,” she said. “Don’t interfere. You didn’t cause her to be this sad, so don’t go running in there taking responsibility.”
Adrianna would pull out of it for a time and walk around the tiny room, mumbling to herself, alternating looking miserable and angry, her body trembling. She glanced once at the wall separating our room from hers as if silently asking me to comfort her. We both knew it would be embarrassing if she asked to end the game.
It was very late when Becky arrived, and my wife fell into her arms.
“I’m going to kill myself. I’ve ruined everything.”
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