“Then prove it! If you walk out that door with her, don’t bother coming back!”
I expected him to back down, as he always had when his mother became angry.
But this time, he stood firm.
“You deliberately hurt Vanessa and tried to destroy my marriage. I won’t excuse that, not even for you.”
“You owe me your loyalty!”
“I owe you respect. I don’t owe you my marriage.”
I’d waited twelve years to hear those words.
Margaret turned toward me, furious.
“I suppose you’re pleased with yourself.”
“I came here because I thought someone was taking advantage of you,” I said. “Despite how you’ve treated me, I still wanted to help. I never imagined you were the one setting the trap.”
For once, she had nothing to say.
I turned to Roy.
“I’m ready to go.”
He took my hand, and we walked out together.
