Ryan stood beside Gina, quiet but protective.
Iris looked at Ryan. “I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“This is humiliating.”
“No,” he said. “Not for you.”
Then she turned to me. “I want to talk to him. Alone.”
Anthony looked at me, waiting.
Once, we had fought so hard to win that we forgot Iris was not a prize.
I stepped back. “Okay.”
“I’m sorry.”
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Iris and Anthony went outside. I watched them sit on the porch steps with space between them.
He spoke first. Iris listened with her arms crossed. Then she said something, and he lowered his head.
Gina came to stand beside me.
“She needed the truth,” she said.
“I know.”
“No,” Gina said softly. “You knew facts. Tonight, you learned what they cost her.”
