Rebecca Hale — The Second Ledger
She simply asked whether I wanted another cup of tea.
PART 22
Trevor’s betrayal took longer to name.
When I had married him, he was the person who could make a terrible day feel manageable with one joke.
He brought dinner to the storefront when I forgot to eat.
He knew the names of my employees’ children and how nervous I became before large meetings.
I kept remembering those moments and wondering if they’d been false.
Angela, my counselor, reminded me that a person’s later cruelty did not necessarily erase every earlier kindness.