My Husband Arrived at the Charity Gala With Another Woman. Then Our Nine-Year-Old Daughter Showed Me What She Had Saved.

For once, I intended to judge that promise by whether he kept it.

PART 10

Grace woke to the smell of pancakes.

Derek stood at the stove in an old T-shirt, carefully turning one that had browned too much at the edges.

The scene looked almost normal.

That was what made it difficult.

“Morning, bug,” he said, too cheerfully.

Grace stood in the doorway for a long moment before sitting at the table.