“Yes?”
“I don’t know how to start.”
I looked at her.
“Then start badly.”
That brought another small laugh.
She unfolded the cardigan.
Folded it again.
Then finally looked up.
“I thought once the wedding was over, I could apologize and everything would become normal.”
I nodded.
“I know.”
“I didn’t understand how much I’d hurt you.”
“You knew I was hurt.”
“Yes.”