Chapter 12
Six months later, Serena asked to see me.
Alone.
Neutral restaurant.
Public.
Smart.
She apologized.
Not beautifully.
Honestly.
“I wanted everyone to see you become smaller.”
There.
Useful.
“Why?”
“Because I felt small every time I entered your house.”
I nodded.
That I could understand.
Then:
“You could have told me.”
She laughed.
“Would you have listened?”
Hard question.
Maybe not enough.
I answered truthfully.
“I don’t know.”
That surprised her.
Good.
Then she said:
“But I still chose humiliation.”
“Yes.”
“And I thought Adrian’s resentment gave me permission.”
“Yes.”
No forgiveness ceremony.
No hug.
May you like
Accuracy.
Enough.
