[ D’Artagnan glances up at her. That would have been even more of a scandal than an affair. A pregnant woman leaving her husband, raising her child alone? ]

And your father, what happened to him? Didn’t he come after you?

[ Maybe he hadn’t wanted to know. Maybe that was why Clary’s mother had left. All this time her friend, and he’d never known that about her. ]

I’m sorry. I never imagined anything like that.