The next morning, the women were asked to attend a brunch while the men were doing something else. Bree wasn’t sure what it was, but she had a feeling golf was involved. She didn’t even want to go, but Lilly had sent her a text before the brunch started, and she ended up saying she’d be there.
The pictures and video on her phone were burning a hole through it. She definitely didn’t want to watch the videos or study the pictures, but she also didn’t know what to do with them. If she told Trent they existed, he’d be so mad at Hank--he might never forgive him. That didn’t seem fair to Bree for some reason. Why it didn’t bother her as much that Hank had been fooling around with Trent’s fiancée as it did that she might mess up their friendship, she wasn’t sure. But she didn’t want to be the one to drive a wedge between them.
