My Silence Is Your Sentence
Language: en
The third time I caught Chelsea in bed with Tyler, my voice simply stopped working. Out of some twisted sense of guilt, Chelsea spent the next month training me to communicate with a binary code. 1 meant yes. 2 meant no. It didn't matter what she asked me, as long as it had to do with Tyler, I only ever gave her one answer. I tapped 1. When she said Tyler’s health was failing and asked to borrow the vintage gold St. Christopher medallion my mother had left me to ward off bad energy, I tapped 1 without a second thought. When she asked to postpone our wedding anniversary trip so she could…