Chapter 100

“Sometimes…Sometimes I wish it were possible for me to accept that you’re together. I meant to try this weekend. Truly, I did. You may not believe me, but believe I want Jay to be happy. If I didn’t care about his happiness, I wouldn’t find this so difficult. So I was going to try. I had it all planned to be gracious, to see if we could get along. But then I heard…” Words appeared to fail her. “Dean, the way you treat him…”

She rubbed a hand up and down her forearm, shook her head, seeming to find the pattern of the floor tile mesmerising, but likely not seeing anything. She looked like a woman stricken. A sudden laugh sounded nervous.

A lump in Dean’s throat made it impossible for him to swallow. This woman would give him an ulcer one day.

April moved a step closer, meeting his gaze, undoubtedly difficult for her. She waved a hand as if the subject didn’t matter, then bit her lip betraying that it did.