Caleb is aghast.
What have you done, Neamhchiontach?
Tempted fate and was rewarded, Diabhal. Why are you home so soon?
You planned this. I had to come back.
I was as surprised as you.
You admitted you and Ben changed the rules. You've been planning this for a long time.
I didn't know Lochlan was going to propose when he did but there was no reason to wait to get married once he did.
The word 'married' rocks Caleb visibly and he sits down heavily on the stool by the counter. What have you done?
I did what I wanted.
What about me?
What about you! What do you want from me?
Everything, Bridget. And now he's going to lock you down.
And rightly he should, maybe?
Wait until he leaves Ben out in the cold.
He won't. We've got it sorted out.
He looks at me with some indescribable rage. Bridget, you have no idea what's coming. He'll be worse than Jake. He's had that much longer to take care of you, to take responsibility for you. It's going to be something we never imagined and it's going to blow your life apart.
He's fixing it. It's going to be the way it was.
Between him and I and everything else it's never going to be that way again. He sold you a fairy tale but it wasn't his to sell.
Whose was it?
Pardon me?
Whose fairy tale was it?
It's yours, Neamhchiontach, but you refuse to take responsibility for it. And if you can't, I have to. It's not safe with someone who sets things on fire for a living.
