"I know, baby, you don't have to know," Faith said firmly. "Not right now. Right now, you just need time to process. To feel whatever, you're feeling without judging yourself for it."

"I'm so angry." The words burst out of Emma. "I'm so angry I can barely breathe. But I'm also… I'm so relieved. He's alive. He's not dead. I didn't lose him. Except I did lose him because he's been lying to me for three months, and how do I trust him again? How do I look at him without seeing… without ...