“Of all of you.”
My heart tightened.
“Why?”
“Because he knows he missed everything.”
She stood.
“He saw a photograph of Ethan’s first day of school.”
I frowned.
“How did he get that?”
“I sent it.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Vanessa smiled faintly.
“Because I thought he needed to see what he had thrown away.”
Then she walked toward the door.
Before leaving, she stopped.
“For what it’s worth…”
She looked at me.
“I don’t hate you.”
“I never thought you did.”
“I did.”
She smiled sadly.
“Until I met you.”
Then she left.
