Nina,” I begin. “Nothing was going on between me and Andrew…” She throws her head back and laughs. It’s a disturbing sound, something almost between a laugh and a cry. “Is that what you think I’m worried about? Andrew and I are soulmates. We have a child together and soon we’ll have another baby together. You think I’m scared that my husband would risk everything in his life for some trampy servant living in the attic?” I swallow. I may have just made things much worse. “No, he wouldn’t.” “Damn straight he wouldn’t.” She looks me in the eyes. “And don’t ever forget it.”
