He holds his hands up. 'OK, OK. I was only asking. I do still care about you, you know. I know things haven't worked out the way we planned.' I raise my eyebrows at this, the understatement of the year, but he ignores me and carries on: 'But I'll always care about you, whether you want me to or not.' I hear Polly's voice in my head, snorting: care about you? He had a funny way of showing it. How long would I have gone on pretending everything was OK, if I hadn't found the text message from Catherine on his phone that forced his hand
( Laura Marshall )
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