Nine Years, One Betrayal

work files, was a document. It wasn'

he suspicion had been a slow-growing cancer in my gut. I had hoped I was wrong. I had prayed I was just being paranoid. The airp

face. I could end it right now. I could throw t

I di

ng, wanted to see how far she would take this. I wante

t the promotion? Did you not get it? Honey, it's okay. You're

play the role of the supportive

r an excuse she could latch onto. I

ouch, letting her beli

excuse as the truth. "Of cour

a seductive whisper. "Let me help you

e again, her hand s

Every cell in my body screamed in

standing up. It was the o

eard her answer, her voice instantly

ort

ping a little. I knew she was looking at me. "He's ju

s. The boy from the airport. Liam Davis. Th

ot spray doing nothing to wash away the filth I felt. I leaned

y phone and di

gruff voi

yes. And the man she is with. His name is Liam Davis. I want

private investigator said. "

flection in the steamy mirror

arried at the courthouse with two friends as witnesses. We couldn't even affo

sickness and in health, till death do us part. I w

d my lips. What were

to support us, to give her the space and time to build her portfolio. I believed in her. I cheered f

a Vice President. We had the big house, the

ring it with a

ut, she was asleep in our bed, or pretending to be. I laid dow

staring at the ceilin

buzzed with an email. It

ct: P

. My hands

entering a high-end apartment building do

through a window, lau

gled in her hair, their mouths locked together. It was take

llege graduate. Unemployed. He looked so young, so carefree. He was everything I

is what she wanted? A boy she could mold and con

pressing began to simme