“Mrs. Hamilton, your table is ready,” a waiter interrupts Andrea and Claire’s conversation.
Andrea nods, then turns to look at Claire.
“Thank you,” she says sincerely.
She knows that she never would have remembered her wedding night if Claire hadn’t prompted her. She never would have understood why Lance had treated her so coldly for the last three and a half years. The knowledge gives her confidence.
“Maybe it’s better if you forget what I said,” Claire says nervously, she’s not sure if she should have revealed so much information to her new boss, “If it’s okay with you, I’m going to take my lunch break now.”
Andrea walks to the restaurant and ponders the new information. She made a lunch reservation and planned for Bryan and Charles to meet her. Charles is prompt, but Bryan stil
