““And what did you say to that?” she asked, just the question causing enough of a wound that it felt as if her heart were swelling inside her chest like a ruined, useless limb. She needed to know everything, but why? What difference could it make? Whatever he’d said, it wouldn’t change what had happened. He’d still had sex with another woman dozens of times. He’d still wanted and needed her more than he had Evelyn.””
