“We didn’t consummate the marriage.”
That surprised me.
I won’t lie.
“So why are you still married?” I asked.
“Because she won’t let it go,” he said simply.
Silence.
“She’s dragging it,” he continued. “Lawyers. Delays. Technicalities. Every time we get close to finalizing it, something else comes up.”
I processed that.
“So you’re still legally married,” I said
“Yes.”
“And you thought that was something you didn’t need to tell me?”
There it was.
The real question.
He looked at me.
Properly this time.
“I didn’t think it would matter like this,” he said.
I went still.
“Explain that,” I said.
“It’s not… active,” he said. “It’s not a real relationship. It’s just paperwork at this point. It doesn’t affect how I
+20 BS
feel about you. It doesn’t change anything between us.
Mared at him.
“Marcus,” I said slowly, “you are in the middle of a divorce.”
“Yes, but
“No,” I cut in.


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