My Husband Demanded I Apologize to His Daughter, So I Walked Out of My Own House
“I didn’t bother changing the top fields before I sent it to her.”
“The file creation date was from last week,” I said.
“It automatically updates the timestamp when you open it in the new software,” he said.
“Are you a forensic IT expert now?”
I touched my silver bracelet again, feeling the thin edge press against my thumb.
“You’re ruining our anniversary,” he said.
His voice dropped low and completely flat.
“I take you out to a nice dinner in Denver,” he said.