Chapter 20

ARIANNA

"Mum, can you pass me the salt, please?" I asked politely, wearing a smile on my face. Mum kindly handed me the salt container, and I sprinkled a small amount into the dinner I was preparing.

As I stirred the contents of the pot, I pondered whether or not to inform Mum about my encounter with Ian Connor earlier today. It had been on my mind since I returned from the supermarket, and I could not make up my mind.

I had plenty of concerns that were making me anxious. If my awful husband, Lucas, somehow discovered that I bumped into Ian Connor at the supermarket, he would surely make a big deal out of it, just like he did last time when he was clearly the one at fault.

But what if I told Mum first, and then she started doubting my morals? No, that is not possible. I pushed that thought aside, dismissing it from my mind.

Mum was not like Lucas. She would never question my morality. She had complete trust in me, and I cherished that trust. I would never do anything to betray it.

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