hadn’t checked the mail or his personal email in months.
Suddenly, the heartbreak that had been crushing my chest for months simply evaporated. It was replaced by a cold, clear clarity. My smile returned, but it wasn’t the smile of a grieving wife; it was a saccharine, dangerous grin that reached my eyes for the first time in a year.
\”Of course, sweetheart,\” I replied, my voice steady and calm. The mistress looked surprised by my easy compliance, and Daniel’s chest puffed out even further, convinced he had won. He
