Chapter 0127
Abby

The warm afternoon sunlight casts dappled patterns on the ground as we walk through the park,

holding cardboard coffee cups in our hands. The warmth seeps through the cup, mingling with the crisp

air. It’s a nice moment, bordering on something that feels almost normal.

And then we stop in front of it—the old oak tree.

Its massive trunk and sprawling branches are as iconic as they come. It’s always been a sort of

landmark in this small town, here long before the town was ever built. But to me, it’s more than just a

tree. It’s a bitter reminder of another life, of another version of us.

We took our wedding photos under this tree.

“Do you remember?” Karl asks, his eyes meeting mine as if he’s searching for something—recognition,

perhaps.

“Of course I remember,” I snap, maybe a little too quickly. “How could I forget?”

He looks taken aback, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. Then, as though sensing he’s

wandered into a minefield, he falls silent.

We stand there for another minute, neither of us able to speak. Then I can’t hold back any longer.

the staff the truth?” I ask, my

cheated on you with the gardener? That

deepening. I wait

waning with each

“Karl?”

“No, Abby, I

a heavy dose of disbelief. And yet, somehow,

must be why Gerald was giving me dirty looks from the

earlier.”

ripple of anger surfacing before

I let that slip. “It’s nothing, really. I just caught him giving me an odd

perturbed

jaw clenches, and for a moment, it looks like he

to calm. “I’ll speak

setting the record straight?” I

and my annoyance

didn’t you clear my

me look incompetent,” he finally admits, avoiding my eyes. “That

my personal

I retort, incredulous. “So my reputation gets tarnished

not fair, Karl. You need to man up and do something about

evasion this time. “You’re right. I’ll handle it.

Abby.”

Karl is so willingly offering to make things right. I

yet somehow, he’s exceeding my

changes the subject. “Where do

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