“And instead of supporting me, you’re digging through computer trash folders.”

“I know,” I said.

“I gave you this necklace to celebrate our future, and you turned it into a court trial,” he said.

“I was wrong,” I said.

“I shouldn’t have doubted you.”

“We’re building a life here,” he said.

“You have to trust me to manage the big picture.”

He leaned over and kissed my forehead.