His eyes filled with tears.
“I know.”
“No, I don’t think you do. Because if you understood what that felt like, you would have trusted me enough to tell me the truth.”
He looked down.
“You’re right.”
I had expected him to argue. I had prepared myself to defend my feelings.
Instead, his agreement left me feeling unexpectedly exhausted.
For hours, I had imagined betrayal, infidelity, and the possibility that our relationship had been built on a lie.
The truth was different, but it had still hurt me.
“Did you give your sister the ring permanently?” I asked.
Daniel hesitated.
“I told her she could keep it for now. I thought it would give us time to work everything out.”
I exhaled slowly.
“And what about us?”
He looked directly at me.
“I still want to marry you, Nadya. Nothing about that has changed.”
I searched his face.
“Then why didn’t you say that this morning?”
