And Caden. All night, he’d been swimming up through my thoughts like a fish, though I tried to push him back down. Every time I remembered the enormity of what he was about to do, the freight of responsibility I’d have to bear, my stomach seized. Ordinary nerves; a squirm of paranoia. This was it. We were together and would have to remain so, for the rest of our lives. I could never leave him. I couldn’t allow him to dismantle his marriage, abandon his family, then dump him ten minutes later because I’d met someone I preferred; because his wife was a nuisance and his children were awful; because the difference between too and to continued to elude him, and every time he confused them, it made me gnash my teeth. We were going to do so much damage. We were running up a debt we’d never settle.