““We all knew you were terrified of getting married. It was right there in your eyes every time we brought it up. You didn’t run away from Will. You ran away from marriage.” She sniffs and wipes her cheek with the back of her hand. “And I swooped in and took him before you had a chance to come back to him.” I look at my hands. How can I deny what’s she’s saying when I’ve thought the exact same thing?””
