Charlotte tightened her grip on the glass, staring into it for a second before she turned to leave the kitchen. "I need to sit," she explained as she wandered into the living room and dropped into the sofa.
"I know Theseus isn't Lane, but...when I married Lane, I didn't know he was secretly an asshole either. It was okay for half a year and then money was tight and I had two jobs and any time I didn't come home exactly on time he freaked out. I guess maybe he thought I was seeing other people, I don't know. I just know I spent way too much time covering up bruises."