Thatcher drops me at the hospital that afternoon for my appointment. I insisted to both Emma and him that I was perfectly capable of driving myself, but they insisted I be dropped at the door, where a nervous Liam waited with his hands in his suit pockets.

He gives an awkward, confused wave at Thatcher, trying to place him and failing, until I say, ”That’s Emma’s husband. Nicole’s boss’s brother.”

Liam scrunches up his face, putting ...