not what it looks like.”
I really looked at him then.
Crooked collar.
A faint smudge near his jaw.
Lip gloss, maybe.
I asked how long.
Eventually, his shoulders dropped.
Four months.
Jessica had been engaged for six.
She didn’t know.
His voice cracked when he begged me not to tell her.
He promised to end it.
Called it a mistake.
A four-month mistake.
He said he loved Jessica.
The woman’s name was Megan, a colleague.
He claimed the affair was already fading and he planned to end it before
