A heavy hush settled over us. I’d thought hearing the truth would shatter me; instead, it exposed how foolishly I’d trusted his explanations.
“Did you stay with her?”
He didn’t respond, and I forced out the next question.
“How long?”
“Don’t do this.”
“How long?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
I gave a brief, broken laugh.
“You stayed out all night with another woman, and your position is that the duration doesn’t matter?”
“I’m saying whatever happened between Jasmine and me does not justify what you did today.”
Again, he was more
