You know that awkward moment when you wish the earth would just open up and swallow you whole? Yeah, that was Fatima right now. She glanced down at the floor anyway, solid, unyielding. No luck.“Ian,” she said, because she had nothing else.“You don’t want your ex-husband marrying another woman.” He meant it as a question, but it came out flat, like he was saying it aloud to make himself believe it.“That’s not what I meant,” Fatima tried.“She’s right,” a voice cut in before Ian could respond.It was Leslie, standing at the corner, one hand gripping the wall like she couldn’t stand on her own.“What?” Ian and Nicholas asked at the same time. Of all people, Leslie defending her made zero sense.“She’s a woman. I’d feel the same way,” Leslie said, sounding almost reasonable but Fatima rolled her eyes. “I’m just saying—ow!” She winced suddenly, clutching her side. Nicholas rushed to her in an instant.“Are you okay?” he asked, voice full of concern. “Okay, you need to rest,” he decided,
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