Chapter 6

I started typing an answer for Luke. Tell her you were trying to— I stopped. I couldn’t finish without making what he had done sound kinder than it was. I deleted the words. Tell her what you chose, Luke. I can’t answer that for you. An hour later, Emma asked whether we could meet that afternoon. She wanted to understand the arrangements before making any more decisions about the wedding. I agreed, then spent ten minutes wondering whether I should have. Perhaps she would ask me...