That question told me everything.
Not:
Is she okay?
Not:
How’s Clara?
Not:
Can I see my daughter?
What did Lauren tell you?
I said:
“Enough.”
Daniel’s voice hardened.
“You don’t understand what you’re doing.”
“I understand perfectly.”
“You could destroy my company.”
“No.”
I looked at Clara sleeping beside me.
“You did that.”
“Rebecca, listen to me. Everything I did was for us.”
I almost laughed.
“You threw me out of the house.”
“Because you were shutting me out!”
“I was in labor.”
“I wasn’t thinking!”
“You were thinking clearly enough to bring Lauren to my hospital room wearing a ring.”
“That was a mistake.”
“No. The mistake happened months earlier when you decided my name belonged to you.”
He became quiet.
