Chelsea said nothing.
That silence spoke louder than any confession.
Diane looked at Ryan. “Honey, I never sent anyone after her. I didn’t even know about the hotel until tonight.”
Chelsea suddenly pointed at Diane. “She hated me from the beginning!”
I leaned forward. “Diane defended you from the beginning. She defended you when you forgot birthdays, when you mocked our house, when you told Ryan we were too old-fashioned to understand success.”
Chelsea’s breathing quickened.
Ryan whispered, “Did you cheat on me?”
Chelsea’s eyes hardened. “Maybe I wouldn’t have needed someone else if you weren’t always running to Mommy and Daddy.”
That was when Ryan stood up again.
But this time, he wasn’t looking at his mother.
He was looking at his wife.
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