“I wanted to apologize for the way some of his relatives behaved at dinner.

And I wanted you to know that I asked him to postpone our wedding.”

I stared at the wall.

“You don’t owe me an explanation about your relationship.”

“I know.

But it’s connected to the boys, and I don’t want them imagining we’re all pretending nothing happened.”

“Why did you postpone it?”

“Because I need time to decide whether the man I’m planning to marry can be trusted when the truth is inconvenient.”