“You know, Claire, you don’t have to make things awkward.”
I was standing at a coffee station while my husband vacationed with his mistress at my cousin’s wedding hotel. Somehow I was the source of discomfort.
“I’m not.”
She gave a strained laugh. “I just mean, Daniel and I are here for a relaxing weekend. We aren’t trying to interfere with whatever you’re doing.”
“That’s reassuring.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Exactly what I said.”
Daniel ended his call and joined us. “Everything okay?”
“Fine.” Rachel replied without looking
