“I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”

“You sent your best man a text two hours before our wedding.”

“I couldn’t think.”

“You thought clearly enough to turn off your phone.”

Eli stayed in the chair beside her, silent and still. He didn’t watch with curiosity. He watched the way someone watches a person crossing a narrow bridge in high wind, ready to move only if needed.

Tyler exhaled. “My mother kept saying we were rushing.”