Chapter 4
When he saw me, a flicker of panic crossed David’s eyes. It was quickly replaced by irritation.
In the past, the mere sight of him with Rosalie would have sent me into a hysterical fit. Everyone would have ended up miserable.
He frowned at me. “What are you thinking now? Leo wouldn’t go to sleep without someone comforting him, so I asked your sister to come over.”
“Oh. Is he asleep now?”
I cut him off before he could say anything else.
No accusations. No argument. No temper tantrum.
My calm unnerved him.
He opened his mouth, closed it, then finally muttered, “He just fell asleep.”
“Good. I’m going to wash up.”
I started to walk past them. The annoyance on David’s face deepened, and he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
“Allera, I told you. Your sister and I—”
“Did I ask you anything?”
I looked at him in genuine confusion. Why was he getting angry when I wasn’t even questioning him?
Just then, Rosalie let out a sharp little cry.
David’s attention snapped back to her.
“Rosalie, maybe you should head home.”
She looked at him with wide, pleading eyes. “David, I think I twisted my ankle. Can you give me a ride?”
David glanced back at me, checking my reaction.
I pulled my hand from his grasp.
“It’s late. It’s not safe for her to go home alone. You should take her.”
He stared at me, eyes searching my face. Then the furrow in his brow slowly eased.
“I’m glad you can be so understanding. It was my idea to have her come over, so I should be responsible for getting her home safely. But don’t worry, I’ll be right back.”
“Oh, it’s fine,” I said. “I’m tired. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to bed.”
David said he would be right back.
A quick glance at Rosalie’s Instagram stories showed the two of them at a bar.
Just then, Leo shuffled into the room clutching his new toy, his eyes heavy with sleep.
“Mommy, aren’t you sleeping with me tonight?”
“No, sweetheart. Mommy is going to sleep in the guest room.”
I looked at my reflection in the vanity mirror and the faint handprint on my cheek that even makeup couldn’t completely hide.
Sadi had looked heartbroken when she saw it.
But I still hadn’t heard a single sincere apology from either my husband or my son.
They were acting as if nothing had happened.