Page 20 of Cuts Like An Angel: Part 3

“Why doesn’t your dad marry him then if he’s so perfect?”

And despite her clear annoyance with William, she spat out a laugh with the comment she hadn’t expected. “I’ll tell him that.” Her laughter abated pretty quickly, though. “Please talk to me. Don’t lie to me, William. I can’t stand it when someone lies. It’s just …”

He bowed his head, turned himself so he was leaning with both hands against the counter. “I didn’t not go. I just didn’t go.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

“No. I don’t know. I just didn’t go. I didn’t say to myself; I’m not going. I just …”

“Didn’t go?”

He smiled. “Exactly.”

“It’s fine if you don’t want to go, okay? Just don’t lie to me. I hate it. It makes me feel weird inside.”

“I’m sorry. I just … You caught me off guard when you asked that’s all. I’d have told you when you got home.”

“It’s okay. Carly has booked you another appointment in a few days. She says you can change it if you want to. Have it back at the normal time next week.” Rosie paused, and moved along the counter towards him. She slipped her hand around his waist, hooking her thumb into the belt loop of his jeans. “You promise me you’re okay? You’d tell me, right?”

He leant down, kissed the top of her head. “I promise. I’m fine.”

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