My Best Friend, My Wife, My Betrayal

ontrol pills... it was all churning in my head. I felt sick, confused. I needed to

ed if he was free

his voice smooth and easy as always. "Yeah

the distance with Jess, even the weirdness of finding his stuff in h

always been ambitious, you know? Maybe she's just stressed. And my s

then another. He kept saying I needed to relax, to not overthink th

d toasted, his smile a little

oud music, more drinks than I can count. David was

egret. My clothes were rumpled on a chair. And there was a woman in the bed next to me, som

en process it, th

parents. My mom' s hand flew to her mouth, my dad' s face was like thunder. T

voice was a broken whisper, but

d stirred, looked c

trying to find words. "Jess, Mom, Dad.

he worst possible way, in front of the people whose opinions mattered most to me. The shame was crushing. David. Where was David? He' d br

physical blow. Jess started crying, a shatter