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“We are about an hour away,” I said. Thankful we weren’t going to hit traffic.

“Can you call me back when you're with her?”

“Of course,” I said immediately, knowing they were close. “Thank you for getting this information to us.”

“Of course, if you need anything, please let me know,” he said. “I can get on a plane?—”

“We've got her. I promise,” I said confidently.

“Thank you,” he said, but it sounded like he had more to say. “I know it's not my place, but Genevieve is crazy about you two. I know she might not know how to express it, but she was devastated when she went to go see Coop. She felt so guilty and hated herself for it.”

I stilled when he said the man’s name.

“Who the hell is Coop and why would she feel guilty?” Luke snapped.

“Oh shit, I thought she told you,” Easton sighed.

Luke glanced at me. “You knew?”

“She said it before we left, but I didn’t want to do that to you when you just found?—”

“I’m so sorry. I think I’ll let you go.” Easton hung up immediately.

Luke stared straight ahead, holding onto the steering wheel a little too intensely.

“I didn’t want to?—”

“I thought we said we would always tell each other the truth, Camila,” he clipped. “We kept things from each other during the lowest point of our marriage.”

“I know, but we decided we were going to tell you when we came back and?—”

“Is this why you were so distant about her since we left?” he interrupted me again. “I was worried that you were no longer in this.”

“Yes,” I said, looking out the window, seeing mile markers pass by. “I did it because I didn’t think you needed to know while you were having to deal with the loss of your parents.”

“Did she fuck him,” he sighed, running a hand through is hair.

“No, she left, but he wasn’t too happy she did and manhandled her,” I said, sticking to the truth because at this point there was no reason to keep anything from him.

“What do you mean he manhandled her?” he growled.

“He tried to get her to stay in the hotel,” I said, hating that I was the one to tell him this stuff. “He grabbed her arm and tried to get her to stay because he paid her a deposit.”

I winced, it sounded so much worse when I said it. Luke clenched his jaw, taking deep breaths. He didn’t say anything and the longer he was quiet, the more I wanted to say something. There was nothing but silence for the rest of the drive. I knew why he was upset, but I didn’t see the need to tell him on top of the devastating news he had just received. He pulled the car up to the entrance of the hospital and I felt uneasy.

“We don’t have to be here,” I said.

“Go up and see her,” he said, glancing at me. “I’m going to park the car.”

“Luke,” I said, trying to find the right words to make this better.

“I just need a minute and I’ll be right up, ok Hermosa?” he said softly. “Go make sure she is ok.”

I hated feeling conflicted like this. It felt like I was putting her first.

“I want you to go up and be with her,” he said. “I’ll be right up.”

I didn’t know what else to say, so I leaned over the console and kissed him.

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