Ryan reluctantly muttered, “Sorry, honey. I shouldn’t have said that.”
Was I satisfied?
He could only apologize when someone else prompted him.
Ryan, what am I to you?
He then pulled out a Tiffany & Co. jewelry box.
I immediately recognized it as a promotional gift, matching Sarah’s necklace and bracelet set.
So my anniversary and birthday present was just an unwanted freebie.
I’d rather have nothing than accept something chosen half-heartedly.
“Forgive me, honey. Sarah and I picked it out together. You’ll love it, won’t you?”
I laughed bitterly, fury burning away the last of my reason.
“Would you like a freebie?”
“Sarah, Sarah! Ryan, she’s all you think about. I’ve had enough. Why don’t you just marry her already? I’ll step aside!”
Ryan’s face darkened.
“What nonsense are you talking about? Sarah is my sister-in-law. Who marries their sister-in-law?”
I pulled out a printed high-resolution wedding photo, lips curling into a mocking smile.
“Haven’t you already married her?”
Ryan froze, his smile stiffening.
“You followed me? Don’t I deserve even a little privacy?”
Sarah waved it off with a laugh.