His hand froze. He should have closed it right then. He should have walked away and waited for her to come back. But something in those words made his heart start pounding. His hands were trembling as he pulled out a chair and sat down with the notebook in front of him.
He read the first line.
“I’m terrified he’s going to get tired of me and leave.”
He kept reading, unable to stop himself now.
“Every time he’s quiet, I assume he hates me.”
“I’m scared he thinks I’m cheating when I’m just having a panic attack in the bathroom.”
“I don’t know how to explain that I love him and still feel this broken inside.”
“Divorce would probably be easier… for him.”
Daniel couldn’t believe what he was reading.
For months, he’d been convinced that Emma was hiding someone else. That she was planning to leave him. That every locked door and every cancelled plan was evidence of her betrayal.
