But I notice he never married you either, in all these years he was free to.

You might ask yourself why the great love of his life was something he only ever kept in the dark.”

I did not say it to wound her, though I imagine it did.

I said it because it was the one true thing I had that she needed to hear, the same way I had needed, once, to hear a true thing that broke a story I was hiding inside.

Because Evelyn was living in a story every bit as false as the one I had lived in for eighteen years, and hers had cost her just as much — she had not finished paying yet.