When we got in, I knew Lauren had been home because fresh flowers were on the table, and a hot pot of fresh pasta was on the stove.
“I can’t believe that happened,” I said.
“Thank you for being there.”
“Always, Ang. We’ll get through anything together.”
I showered, washing off the smell of the station, while David plated dinner. I felt fine, but I couldn’t believe what had happened — mainly because I was completely innocent.
I stood there, letting the hot water run down my back, imagining David having to defend innocent people every day.
“Shall I return the bracelet?” he asked, grinning when I sat down for dinner. “Maybe switch it up for a pair of earrings?”
“Not a chance,” I said. If anything, the bracelet meant more now than it did before.
If this happened to you, how would you have reacted?
