My Husband Bought Himself First Class and Left Me in Economy on Our 25th Anniversary – Then the Captain Announced My Name over the Speaker and Asked Me to Come Forward Alone
I stared at him. “Richard said you left early with someone else.”
“I went early because my aunt needed help setting up the program.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me?”
“I thought you weren’t coming.”
Richard said you left early with someone else.
“Why?”
Jacob leaned back. “Because Richard came to my house with your recipe box.”
“Then why was it on the plane with you?”
“I found it after my mother died. After that, I carried it with me.”
“Why?”
I thought you weren’t coming.
“I guess I always believed we’d meet again someday.”
“After twenty-five years?”
He smiled sadly. “I never found anyone else, Maggie.”
I looked down at the box.
“What did Richard tell you that night?”
“That you’d chosen him.”
My stomach tightened. “We weren’t even together.”
I never found anyone else.
“I know that now.”
“What else?”
“He said the box was your goodbye.”
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“It did then. You never let anyone touch it. If Richard had it, I thought you’d given it to him.”
“And the recipes?”
The box was your goodbye.
“He said you wanted my aunt to keep them.”
I closed my eyes. “He brought you proof.”
“Exactly.”
“So you left.”
“I thought you wanted me to.”
“And I thought you’d abandoned me.”
He brought you proof.
Jacob looked down. “I waited for you in Paris anyway.”
My eyes opened. “What?”
“For weeks.”
That hurt more than I expected. “Why didn’t you come back?”
“I did.”
“When?”
I waited for you in Paris anyway.
“After the program.”
My hand tightened around my glass.
“I asked about you. Richard told me you were together.”
“We were by then.”
“I thought that proved he’d told me the truth.”
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Richard told me you were together.
