Snow Covers Old Vows, A New Year Starts Silent

Summary

The miscarriage taught me how to behave.

I stopped asking when Nathan would be home. I didn’t question his vacations with my best friend. I didn’t even mind when he started playing dad to her son.

Even now, as I found a handful of used condoms on the floor of his car, my expression didn’t change. I simply swept them into a trash bag.

But that’s when Nathan slammed on the brakes, the screech of tires echoing the tension in his voice, which was stretched taut like a wire about to snap.

“Sophia and I were together… in this car. And that’s all the reaction I get?”