He said she could stay with a friend.

He said he needed space.

In the same hour he posted a photograph with another woman at a table that still had their anniversary wine glasses in the cabinet at home.

Blaire did not break the door.

She packed what he had left on the porch, counted the money in her personal account, and bought two tickets because staying on the sidewalk would teach Fiona the wrong lesson about waiting.

That was the truth.