Applause erupted below. Evelyn did not cheer. She sat perfectly still as tears slid down her face. Miriam wrapped both arms around her.

“What are you feeling?” Rebecca asked.

Evelyn looked at the screen displaying the number. “Grief.”

“For the marriage?”

“For the years I believed him.”

When Celeste announced Evelyn’s name, the reaction in the hall rolled upward like thunder. Phones appeared. Reporters shouted questions. Within minutes, Evelyn’s photograph was spreading across news sites, television, and social media.