My chest went cold.
“You would have cut me?” I asked.
“I don’t want to,” she said, tearing. “But I won’t let you sabotage this. I choose it.”
I had already lost my husband. I couldn’t lose her too.
I got up before my brain caught up.
So I swallowed it all and said, “Okay. I’ll be there.”
But inside, I kept thinking, I couldn’t just watch this, or we’d cut all ties.”
