She gripped my hand. “And Mom, I’m sorry. I know how much you hate Susan’s family, yet I still ended up tied to them.”
I ruffled her hair. “Nonsense. Your father’s with Susan now. We were bound to run into them eventually.”
Emily had clarity in her mind, but her heart still clung to Daniel.
I worried that if he came groveling with sweet words, she’d forgive him again.
But before Daniel showed up, Susan came to see me first.
She asked me to meet at a coffee shop and brought Rachel along.
The moment the waiter set down our coffee, Rachel dropped to her knees.
“Ma’am, Daniel and I have been roughhousing since we were kids. We even bathed together and shared underwear once. I never saw him as a man. I was just joking around, and he went along to humor me. There’s nothing inappropriate between us.”
I stirred my coffee and chuckled. “You’re right—nothing inappropriate, since your whole relationship is out in the open.”
Rachel’s face froze. She stood up stiffly. “If not for wanting to protect his happiness, I wouldn’t even be here.”
She huffed and stormed off toward the bathroom.
Susan shot me an awkward glance before following her.
Inside the bathroom, Susan jabbed her finger at Rachel’s forehead.