Chapter 7

William's funding meeting was forced to halt.

Word spread way faster than I expected.

That night, a bunch of mutual friends started texting me.

Someone probed: [Emily, is there some kind of misunderstanding between you and William?]

Someone tried to talk me round: [Come on, every couple fights. William's treated you well all these years. Don't do anything rash.]

And one just put it bluntly: [Men will slip up now and then. As long as he's willing to come home, give him an out.]

I stared at that line, "give him an out", my finger hovering over the screen.

He…