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“I know. When the numbness fades, maybe I’ll be angry or sad. It took a lot for me to be in this moment with you. That’s what matters to me.”
Tina continued. “You know what’s really horrible? They pay her directly from an account at the firm. That way, the payments can’t be traced back to Henry. That way I would never find out. No one would ever find out. They pay her to keep quiet.
“He sees the child. It’s a boy, named Taylor. That’s how the PI found out. He was following Henry and saw him visit this woman and her kid.”
Bette asked, “And Henry never said anything about this? That he has a child?”
“What would you have done if you had known?” asked Bette.
Tina didn’t feel numb when thinking about this. Now she felt sadness and hope. The combination made her eyes water.
“I would probably have done nothing. I would have just been angry and bitter and trudged along. What would be the point in me leaving him? I was just going through the motions anyway. But then I met you. And it was like, my heart started beating again.”
The blonde exhaled when she felt Bette kiss her tenderly on the forehead. “Bette, I just gave up. I figured it was time to settle into my life. Henry having a kid with someone else, wouldn’t have changed anything for me. Unless he would have wanted out.”
They were quiet for a moment, absorbing the presence of one another, letting Tina’s news settle between them.
Finally, Bette said, “I surprised you at the party.”
“When did you get to the house? This morning?” asked Bette.
“Which house, Babe? This house?”
“Yeah. My house. Our house.”
Tina smiled, Bette could feel the muscles move against her skin. “Our house?”
“If – – – If you want it to be. Someday,” Bette replied.
“I’d like that.”
“I just want you to be happy, Tina,” Bette whispered.
“I know,” came the whispered reply. “Bette, I came here last night. When you left me, I came here straightaway.”
“What? You did?”