choice. Her expression hardened.
“A scene?”
She set her glass aside. “You brought your mistress to your wife’s family wedding hotel so she could see you touching me, and I’m making the scene?” GetFamily Advice
People near the reception doors were watching now, including Aunt Ruth, Ben, and Lily. Daniel saw them, became angry, and turned on me.
“This is what you wanted?”
“You booked the room.”
He had no response. I put my phone away and told him what his elaborate display had concealed.
“You brought another woman on your arm, Daniel. You just couldn’t tolerate the possibility that I might have another man on mine.”
His expression held some combination of shame, anger, and regret; I didn’t stay to separate them. Michael returned, and I took his arm because my family was waiting in the reception room and he’d saved me lemon cake, not to make Daniel jealous.
