I felt sick.

Bianca passed Lauren an envelope containing copies of messages, dates, and the scan of the petition.

There was also a photo of a small gathering at our house the previous evening.

Judith stood beside Gavin and Bianca with a bottle of champagne.

On the wall behind them hung the framed watercolor I had painted for our fifth anniversary.

“I didn’t know you were in the hospital,” Bianca said.

“When I found out, I thought about leaving.