I hit send before I could take it back.
My phone rang almost immediately.
I stared at his name on the screen.
I let it ring four times before I picked up.
He was crying. I had been married to this man for seven years, and I had never once heard him cry.
“Cece. Please. Please just wait until I get home. I’m begging you. It is not what you think.”
“Then tell me what it is.”
“Not on the phone. Please. Not like this.”
“Brandon.”
“I love you. I love you and Alex more than anything in this world. Please just let me come home and say it to your face.”
I couldn’t answer him. I hung up.
I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the hallway floor. I didn’t try to be quiet about the crying anymore, and somewhere down the hall I heard Alex’s door creak open.
