“Because I lied.”
The words hung there.
Ethan frowned.
“About what?”
The officiant quietly stepped forward.
Lauren looked around at the watching guests.
Then at me.
She couldn’t say it.
The officiant quietly stepped forward.
“Perhaps we should continue this conversation somewhere private.”
The moment the door closed, Lauren started sobbing.
Ethan nodded without taking his eyes off Lauren.
The six of us went behind the sanctuary.
The moment the door closed, Lauren started sobbing.
“I didn’t know how to fix it.”
Ethan stared at her.
“I said Mom traveled constantly. I said she didn’t like public events.”
“Fix what?”
Lauren looked at me.
“I told Ethan my family had money.”
I said nothing.
“I said Mom traveled constantly. I said she didn’t like public events.”
“You said your parents owned property.”
Ethan’s expression hardened.
“You told me your mother spent half the year in Europe.”
Lauren covered her face.
“I know.”
“You said your parents owned property.”
She started crying harder.
“My father did own property.”
I finally spoke.
“He owned our house, Lauren.”
