Chapter 6

“Okay,” I said.

Ryan frowned, as if he had prepared himself for another argument and didn’t know what to do without one.

I looked at him, then at the friends still standing around our backyard.

“Just so there’s no confusion later—we never agreed to separate. Ryan is choosing to let Emma stay, and he is asking me to leave.”

“Claire,” Ryan warned.

Megan answered before I could.

“We heard him.”

No one else spoke.

I walked inside.

Emma stood at the bottom of the stairs beside the box Ryan had taken from her. Her hand was still resting on its…