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you breathing.” He paused, then demanded, “Who is this?”
    “Trevor?” It came out as a whisper and I had to clear my throat. “Trevor,” I said more loudly.
    He was silent, then said, “Lily? Is that you?”
    I could picture the look of uncertainty on his face. “Yes.” I said it with more confidence than I felt.
    “Where are you?”
    My eyes were glued to the apartment, half-expecting him to come running out and see me. I realized I had one hand poised above the key in the ignition, ready to bolt at the slightest movement. I heard Greta panting next to me and somehow looking at her gave me courage. “I’m here. In Reno.”
    I could hear him gasp.
    “Where exactly? Can I see you?”
    I hadn’t expected him to take the bait quite so easily and I found myself smiling. This is going to be easier than I thought. I decided to play it coy. “I would like to meet with you, but I’m scared.”
    “You don’t need to be scared, Lily. I won’t do anything to hurt you. I promise.” He paused. “I love you.”
    His voice cracked and I thought he might be crying. I started to feel guilty for tricking him. He would be excited to see me and then I wouldn’t show up. Imagining how I would feel in his place, I felt my resolve slipping. I took a deep breath, trying to harden my determination. “Okay,” I said. “Go to Circus Circus and wait by the midway. I’ll be watching for you.”
    “Okay. What’s your phone number? In case I need to call you.”
    “Trevor, I don’t feel comfortable giving that to you yet. Let’s see how our meeting goes first.”
    “Fine,” he said, obviously unhappy.
    I noticed his tears seemed to have stopped. Testing him I murmured, “Maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
    “Please, Lily. I really want to see you,” he rushed to assure me.
    Acting like he had persuaded me I said, “All right. I’ll see you when you get here.”
    “I love you,” he said before hanging up.
    I closed my phone and stared in the direction of the apartment. It only took moments before he appeared. As I watched him walk away from the apartment and toward his car, I felt my heart pound. That man was my husband. We were in love only a few months ago. We’ve created the child growing in my belly. What happened to kill that love? And was it really dead?
    I felt my hand reaching toward the door, ready to open it. I could feel his strong arms around me and re-experienced the happy memories we had shared. I suddenly wanted that again. I wanted it so bad that I could almost taste it. The scent of Trevor’s cologne seemed to fill my nostrils and I felt such an overwhelming longing that I almost couldn’t stand it.
    I pulled on the door handle and the door swung open. My feet touched the pavement and I pulled myself to a standing position. I opened my mouth.
    “Trevor!”
    A figure approached Trevor from the direction of the apartment.
    “Trevor!” the voice called again.
    He turned toward the person calling out to him. I squinted, trying to identify the person who was now handing him something. I watched as Trevor leaned toward the person, then put his arms around her - I was certain now that it was a woman - and pulled her against him. It felt like someone had knocked the wind out of me. Then, when he pressed his mouth to hers, I heard myself actually cry out. I whipped my head back and forth to see if anyone had heard me, but it hadn’t been as loud as I’d thought.
    I sunk back into the car and closed the door, my eyes riveted to Trevor and the woman. They pulled apart and a memory filled my mind.
    I felt myself transported back to my sociology class. Jealousy stung my heart as I watched Trevor and a beautiful auburn-haired girl flirting.
    The girl kissing Trevor was that girl. It was Amanda.
     

Chapter Thirteen
     
    Why would Trevor tell me he loves me and in the next moment be kissing Amanda? Did he say “I love you” in front of her? My earlier guilt at tricking him vanished. Instead it was