58: Understanding

Andrew knew.

He knew the instant she’d asked him about Justin’s motivations for marrying her best friend what Evelyn had been thinking.

Not that he blamed her—in her position, he’d have thought the same thing. Long before now, in fact. With their meal finished and the dining car growing crowded and noisy, they took their leave, drifted silently through a quiet, nearly empty lounge car, then through the corridor of the first sleeper car before crossing into their own.

There was no sense denying—either to himself, or to her assuming she’d press, which she wouldn’t—that he’d thought it. In fact, he’d thought she might be carrying his child two months ago, after that ridiculous row with his mother when he’d almost lost her. When she’d fainted and spent the night in the hospital.

The mere notion had made him giddy, had made him feel like more of a man than he’d ever b