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happened?” I sank into the chair across from her. Izzy had a tendency to be dramatic. She had been with Kyle pretty much forever. They were high school sweethearts, managed to stay together through college, and it was only a matter of time before they got married. They were my idea of the perfect relationship. Whatever happened, they’d work it out. It was who they were.
    She shook her head. “He doesn’t love me.” Her words were slurred as she spoke. “I’m not going back.”
    My mouth sagged open. “Why? What happened?” I glanced at her drink. Izzy wasn’t a drinker, especially not hard alcohol. She was more likely to end up with alcohol poisoning than to feel better. “Why don’t we go back to the bakery? We can get ice cream, I can make you a cup of coffee, and you can tell me everything.”
    She shook her head hard, picked up her glass of amber liquid, and took a large drink. “I like it here. Just like old times. You promised things would go back to normal and I’m holding you to it. Get a drink.”
    I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Instead, I waved down a waitress and ordered a glass of wine that I didn’t want. Izzy stared into her drink, a tear rolling down her cheek.
    “At least tell me what the fight was about.”
    She shrugged.
    I loved Izzy, she was one of my best friends, but I couldn’t help but sympathize with Kyle. She could be a little high maintenance. Not in a bad way, just in a she-wasn’t-willing-to-settle-for-less-than-she- wanted way. Usually that meant anytime she was unhappy about anything, she told me in great detail and we worked out a plan. She wasn’t a wallower. This time was different, though. She wasn’t talking and that worried me. Had he cheated on her? Did he hit her? If he hurt her, I’d put the fear of God in him. Not that I believed Kyle would do either of those things, but what else was there? She looked defeated.
    “He’s never going to marry me.”
    I tried to keep my face passive. The marriage thing. I really didn’t have time for this. “Of course he will.”
    She shook her head again, taking another drink. “Nope. He won’t. And he wouldn’t even fight for me.” She blinked several times, her lower lip quivering.
    None of this made any sense. “You wanted him to fight someone?” Kyle wasn’t a big guy. He was five-eight at most, and, as far as I knew, never worked out. He was a computer programmer, so he spent most of his time sitting at a desk or playing video games. He had no business fighting anyone. “What does this have to do with marriage?”
    She threw up her hands. “No, I wanted him to fight for me—not fight someone. I’m tired of waiting. Every time I bring up marriage, he gets really vague. So I told him I had feelings for someone at work and that something had to change. He just nodded and poured a bowl of cereal. He didn’t care. I’ve bet on the wrong horse.” She wiped her hand under her eyes.
    “Wait. What? Start at the beginning. Who do you have feelings for?” Izzy and I used to work in the same office, that was how we met. I did a quick mental inventory of all the guys there, and no one stuck out. There was one of the managers, Todd, who resembled a rat. There was a John or Jake who took my position when I left, and from the brief glimpse I’d had of him, he was nondescript and about twenty years older than us. Everyone else was pretty much married. The waitress delivered my wine.
    Izzy dropped her head into her hands. “No one, but Kyle doesn’t know that. Our relationship stalled a while ago. I don’t know what happened. We both got comfortable and stopped trying or something. It’s just…” She shrugged. “We don’t do anything together. He doesn’t talk to me. I wanted him to react. I wanted to see that I meant something to him, so I lied.”
    I made a sympathetic noise. “So things have been going down hill for a while?”
    She shrugged. “Yeah—but today was the last straw. I got dressed for work