“You really didn’t know?” she asked, her voice muffled by my shirt. “I swear, Mary. I had no idea. If I had, I would have pulled you into my arms and claimed you for everyone to see.” She sniffed, burying her head in my chest. “No, you wouldn’t have.” I pulled back on a frown, sliding the pad of my thumb along where a tear had streaked her cheek. “Are you crazy? You meant everything to me.”
