Clara started crying. “Ella, please-”
I laughed in his face.
I turned to her. “Do not say my name like you still have a right to it.”
That shut her up.
Evan tried again. “It just happened.”
I laughed in his face.
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“No. Rain just happens. Traffic just happens. A six-month affair with hotel bookings takes planning.”
He dragged both hands through his hair. “I was going to end it.”
Then I slid the first envelope to Evan.
“When? Before or after I gave her my kidney?”
He flinched.
Good.
Clara looked at me with tears running down her face. “I hate myself.”
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“You should,” I said.
Then I slid the first envelope to Evan.
He stared at it. “What’s this?”
She opened it with shaking hands.
