She looked at me.
“I think he believed it.”
I looked at the envelope.
“Maybe.”
Then I shook my head.
“But believing you can fix something doesn’t give you the right to involve someone else.”
Rachel nodded.
I gathered the documents.
“I’m going home.”
Her eyes widened.
“Tonight?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
I looked at the envelopes.
“I need answers.”
Rachel stood.
“I’ll come with you.”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because this is my marriage.”
She nodded.
“But Sofia…”
I looked at her.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For telling me the truth.”
She gave me a sad smile.
“I wish I had known the truth sooner.”
