“This is insane.”
“No, Aaron. It’s overdue.”
“You don’t end a marriage with a Slack message.”
“I didn’t.”
“The marriage ended before the message. I simply stopped pretending otherwise.”
“You think you know something you don’t.”
For months, Aaron had used that claim to quiet me whenever Jasmine seemed too close or attended yet another client dinner. He’d pointed to her knowledge of accounts and clients, her membership on the team, the importance of her position. I’d supposedly misunderstood corporate events and seen meaning where none existed. Hearing the same
