Unknown POV
I took deep breaths as I watched Rebecca laugh during her lunch hour with her boyfriend, or whatever he was to her. They were seated across the cafe. They looked all lovey-dovey, and I thought that wasn’t right.
She should be miserable after her divorce, she should be wondering where her direction in life was. When Marnie told me about Dean, I was excited for her. She said she had met him at some charity gala with his wife on his arm, but she felt they had a connection. He was sweet to her, paid attention to what she had to say. But then they met again months later, and they had a one-night stand. She called me crying afterward because the condom had broken, and he also didn’t seem to remember her from the gala. So I had given her the idea to broach the subject of co-paren
