“I keep telling myself this only works if she believes it,” he said. “Then I hear she’s sick and alone, and I want to run home like none of this happened.”
“You should have,” I said.
Elise’s hand slipped into mine.
Randall looked away from the camera. “But if I go back, she’ll see me. Maybe not in the first hour. Maybe not in the first day. But Meryl notices when I switch toothpaste brands. She’ll see.”
Despite everything, a laugh broke from me.
It hurt.
Randall continued, “So I let her think I’m cruel. And maybe by now I am. There’s a point where the reason stops mattering because the thing itself has become what it is.”
Wade stared at the floor.
“I don’t know where that point is,” Randall said. “Maybe I passed it the night I packed.”
The video ended.
