"Well, I'm not going to tell him," Zelda said; this time, the promise was less out of respect for Dionisia and more because she did not think she had enough information to even begin the conversation. "But it's not going to matter because you will, right?" Dionisia was better than this; better than keeping secrets from her husband when she knew they could hurt him if he found it.

"Just don't do it before dinner with Roslyn tomorrow," Zelda added as a quick afterthought. Ari deserved the truth, but another twenty-four hours wouldn't hurt him.

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