Del stood on the hall porch, gazing into the darkness. She wore her warmest coat, but she still shivered. Whether from cold or shock, she couldn’t tell.
If only she’d taken her own car. Del wanted nothing more than to go home and process her feelings, awash as she was with conflicting emotions. It had all happened so quickly. Discovering Nick. The elation when she thought he was there for her. The aching disappointment when she realised that he wasn’t. Their argument and Nick’s hostility towards Vince.
She ran through it all again in her mind, slowly this time, while she waited for Vince to wrap up the meeting. Hang on. During the argument she’d glossed over something Nick said – something important. Carson lied to me. That’s what he’d said.
Carson lied to meHow painful it would have be
