I looked at our daughter.
Then at him.
“Why is Emily here?”
He stood so quickly that the chair scraped against the floor.
“Sarah, I can explain.”
I stepped inside.
“No.”
My voice shook.
“You’re going to tell me everything.”
He looked toward Arnold.
Arnold quietly left the room.
The door closed behind him.
And for the first time in eleven years, my husband looked genuinely afraid of me.
Not because I was angry.
Because he knew I was about to discover the truth.
The Secret Behind the Extra Shifts
“Is she sick?”
Ben closed his eyes.
“Sarah…”
“Is our daughter sick?”
He sat down.
I stood in front of him.
“Answer me.”
He looked at Emily.
Then back at me.
