“You sure about this? Back out now if you don’t want to go down this road,” Dean says softly, looking back and forth between us. Caleb and I stare at each other for a moment. What I know we both see are remnants of a relationship that was once built on passion and love. We used to believe that this marriage was the greatest, most important thing in the world, and I miss that version of us. He must be thinking it, too, because after a moment, we each nod at the same time.
