Robyn watched as Shaun sat at the edge of the bed talking quietly with Melinda. She was torn with a growing, burning fury that she knew was unreasonable. If she was right about this—and she had little doubt that she was—then whether it was an accident or committed by intent, it was done, and all three of them would have to deal with the consequences.
Shaun was being calm and reasonable, not at all unusual for him when things got potentially tense. She could see subtle clues in his body language, though, that he was struggling to accept and deal with the situation. Part of her wanted to be angry and just let him sort through it alone, but the more rational parts knew that he would need her support.
It would be easy for her to eavesdrop from where she waited, but she deliberately chose not to, allowing the two of them a nominal sense of privacy in order to talk about something that would change all of their lives. She wondered if she should leave, as neither of them had even looked in her direction for several minutes. When Melinda bent her head toward Shaun and began to cry, that made the decision for her and she left the room.
She stopped in the hallway, just a few paces from the door, finding herself struggling to keep from sobbing. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes and she wiped them quickly away, angry with herself for even beginning to lose control. Drawing in a long, shuddering breath, she made her way to bathroom, closed the door, and allowed herself to cry.
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