“What are you thinking about?” I asked.

She breathed in slowly. “How stupid it was of me to run off in the middle of the night.”

“Don’t,” I reassured her, rolling over and craving to be closer.

“Things could have ended so much differently.” Billie’s voice cracked.

“But now we know the truth,” I said. “Because you were brave enough to confront David.”

Her lips parted like she wanted to say something else. Instead, she propped herself up on her elbows and gently ...