who’d vanished the morning after that very night, leaving me baffled for weeks, then months, wondering what I’d done wrong.
“I didn’t do it to destroy your marriage,” he said quietly. “I did it because you deserve better than what he was giving you. You always did.”
I pressed my palms flat on the table to keep them from shaking.
“You disappeared,” I whispered. “You didn’t call. You didn’t write. Nothing.”
“I know.” Peter didn’t look away. “My parents arranged for me to marry the daughter of my father’s business
