Chapter 7 - What Sophie Heard

Sophie began crying before she finished the story.
Not dramatic tears.
Quiet ones.
The kind that made Natalie feel guilt despite knowing she had done nothing wrong.
“I should’ve told you.”
Natalie crossed the kitchen and wrapped her arms around her daughter.
“No.”
“I thought it was business.”
“You were sixteen.”
“I’m still sixteen.”
“Exactly.”
Sophie pulled away.
“Dad told me she was a consultant.”
“When did he say that?”
“The next day.”
Natalie stared.
“He knew you saw them?”
Sophie nodded.
“I went to his office because I left my AirPods in his car. His assistant said he was in the conference room. I heard them before I went in.”
“What exactly did you hear?”
Sophie wiped her face.
“Vanessa said, ‘You told Ruth this was handled.’ Dad said, ‘It will be.’ Then Vanessa said something like, ‘If Natalie finds out about the money before she sees the offer, she’ll never sign.’”
Natalie gripped the edge of the island.
“And?”
“I opened the door. They stopped.”
“What did your father say?”
“He said they were negotiating financing.”
Sophie looked ashamed.
“I believed him.”
“Of course you did.”
“He made me promise not to mention it because he said the offer wasn’t public yet.”
Natalie closed her eyes.
Ethan had recruited his daughter into secrecy without telling her what she was hiding.
That felt almost worse than the money.
“Did Vanessa say anything to you?”
“She looked weird.”
“Weird how?”
“Like she felt bad.”
Natalie thought of Vanessa in the hotel.
The way she looked away when Ethan claimed there had only been one kiss.
“What else?”
Sophie hesitated.
“She knew my name.”
Natalie’s stomach tightened.
“Had you met her before?”
“No.”
“She called you Sophie?”
“Yes.”
That meant Ethan talked about their children.
Natalie wished she did not care.
She cared.
The back door opened.
Ethan entered.
He stopped when he saw them.
Sophie immediately stiffened.
Ethan looked from daughter to wife.
“What happened?”
Sophie stepped away from Natalie.
“You lied to me too.”
His face changed.
“Soph—”
“You told me she was only a consultant.”
“She is.”
“That’s not all she is.”
Ethan put his keys down.
“This is between your mother and me.”
Natalie’s anger flared.
“No. You made it Sophie’s business when you asked her to keep your secret.”
“I did not ask her to keep an affair secret.”
“You knew she saw you with Vanessa.”
“In a conference room.”
“And heard Vanessa warning you that I would never forgive you if I found out about the money.”
Ethan looked at Sophie.
“You told her?”
Sophie stared.
That was the wrong question.
Natalie watched him realize it too late.
Sophie’s expression changed from guilt to hurt.
“You’re mad at me?”
“No.”
“You sounded mad.”
“I’m not. I’m surprised.”
“Why? Because I finally told Mom something?”
Ethan moved toward her.
“Sophie, I was trying to protect you from adult financial problems.”
“You used me.”
“No.”
“You told me not to say anything.”
“Because negotiations were confidential.”
“Was kissing her confidential too?”
Ethan stopped.
Caleb appeared in the hallway.
“What?”
Everyone turned.
He was holding a bowl of cereal.
Twelve years old.
Barefoot.
Confused.
Natalie’s heart sank.
“Caleb, go upstairs.”
“Dad kissed somebody?”
Ethan closed his eyes.
Sophie whispered, “Oh my God.”
Caleb looked between them.
“Are you getting divorced?”
Nobody answered.
His face crumpled.
Natalie went toward him.
“Hey.”
He stepped back.
“Are you?”
“We don’t know anything yet.”
“That means yes.”
“No, it doesn’t.”
Ethan approached.
“Buddy—”
Caleb recoiled.
“Don’t.”
Ethan stopped as if struck.
Caleb ran upstairs.
A bedroom door slammed.
For several seconds nobody moved.
Then Sophie grabbed her backpack.
“Where are you going?”
“Ava’s.”
“No.”
“Mom.”
“You’re upset. Stay here.”
“I don’t want to be in this house.”
Ethan said, “Sophie, please.”
She looked at him.
“You made Mom look stupid.”
Ethan’s face went pale.
Natalie flinched too.
“Sophie.”
“What? He did.”
Ethan’s jaw tightened.
“You do not speak to me that way.”
Sophie stared at him in disbelief.
Then laughed through tears.
“Seriously?”
“Sophie.”
“You lied to Mom for a year and now you want to teach me respect?”
She walked out.
The front door slammed.
Ethan turned on Natalie.
“You should never have told them before we agreed how to handle this.”
Natalie stared.
“I didn’t.”
“They know now.”
“Because Sophie already knew half of it.”
“She misunderstood.”
“She understood enough.”
Ethan walked into the kitchen and gripped the counter.
“This is exactly what I was trying to avoid.”
Natalie felt something cold settle in her.
“What?”
“Everything detonating at once.”
“No. You were trying to avoid consequences.”
“You think I wanted this?”
“I think you wanted the affair, the money, the project and your marriage.”
He turned.
“That’s not fair.”
Natalie smiled bitterly.
“There’s that word again.”
Ethan looked suddenly exhausted.
“I made mistakes.”
“You keep using small words for large things.”
His phone buzzed.
He glanced down.
Natalie saw the name before he turned the screen away.
Vanessa.
He rejected the call.
A second later, a message appeared.
Natalie caught only the first line.
You need to tell her about the account before she finds it herself.
Natalie looked at Ethan.
“What account?”
He said nothing.
May you like
Her voice dropped.
“What account, Ethan?”