No Second Chances For Cheaters

at work." He presented me with a velvet box at the breakfas

t," he said, his eyes plea

felt like a payment for my silence, for my compliance

on. But you don't ne

me back with a small, elegantly wrappe

you, too," I said, p

. Don't open it until t

tomorrow. By the time he ope

g ring and my house key. A c

asked, shaking

aid with a small, cryptic smile. "

ased by the exchange of gifts. H

refully on the table. "I'll open it first t

ll rang. A series of

annoyance. He went to the

g on our doorstep, her f

anic. He quickly pulled her outside, into the front

called out, his voice strained.

hich overlooked the garden. I watched as Kan

, his face a mask

e hissed, his voice low but sharp. "I

cried harder, holding out a p

carrying across the perfectly

physical blow. I froze, my hand gripp

gna

"I was feeling sick. He said... he said the bab

echoed in the sudde

He always said he wasn't ready. He wanted to focus on the company, on b

shock melt away, replaced by som

om her hand, his eye

he asked, his voi

s," she w

ach. A slow smile spread across hi

filled with a fierce determination I hadn't

m, her eyes shining with triumph. She thre

passion that made my stomach turn. Then he seemed

e whispered. "I'll call yo

ck to the dining table. I sat down and picke

we never had a child. It made my escape cleaner, simpler

his face a carefully con

ust a small crisis. Listen, something's come up. I hav

was going to tak

back something n

nodded.

ons. He gave me a quick kiss on the for

the driveway. I watched until

ught. The last time I will e