“Mark, wait a minute,” I called out.

He stopped by the driver’s door.

I walked up to him slowly, keeping my hands open at my sides.

I told him I hadn’t meant to cause a scene in the restaurant.

I told him I just wanted to be part of Emma’s daily life.

Mark turned his body fully toward me.

He stepped close enough that I could smell the expensive peppermint cologne on his collar.

He looked down at me.