She looked toward Liam.
You want me to tell you it’s all right to confront her. Or that it’s all right to forgive her. Either answer would make me responsible for what happens next.”
I absorbed that.
“You’re right.”
“I don’t want revenge, David. I don’t want them humiliated. I don’t want Ethan dragged into this.”
“What do you want?”
“I want the truth to be allowed into the room.”
The phrase was so simple that it hurt.
At six o’clock, I called my mother.
She answered immediately.
“Finally.”
“Where is Ethan?”
“With Chloe.”
“Is he safe?”
“Of course he is safe. What kind of question is that?”
“Put Chloe on.”
“David—”
“Put Chloe on.”
There was movement, then my sister’s breathless voice.
“Are you out of your mind? The hotel froze the room charges. Mark had to call three friends.”
