I Thought My Husband’s Tattoo Was Just a Random Woman Until I Met Her in Real Life

people you worry about.”

The words lingered between us.

Then she sighed.

“I spent years hoping Ryan would figure it out.”

My throat tightened.

I thought about the tattoo and the guilt Ryan carried every day.

“He did figure it out.”

Sloane looked away.

“A little late.”

I could not argue.

For a while we sat quietly.

Then I asked, “If he apologized now, would it continue reading …