Chapter 35

How can you survive a marriage built on lies?

The quick answer is — you don’t.

It’s been seventy-two hours since that night in the motel,

since I carved my sins open for Vance to see,

peeled back every rotten piece of myself like an offering,

and watched the light in his eyes gutter out.

He looked at me like I’d damned us both.

And I perfectly understand him.

“Please just tell me he’s okay. Alive,