“See you in thirty minutes.” / “Miss you already.”
Then it clicked.
What if…
Ten minutes later, I quietly slipped back into the house and placed the phone on the kitchen table exactly where it belonged.
Right on cue, Jake came inside and flashed me a grin.
“Hey! Did you see my phone?”
“On the table. Right where you left it.”
“You’re my lifesaver.”
Not today, Jake. Not anymore.
I watched him send a quick message before walking out again. He didn’t even bother kissing me goodbye.
“I’ll be late! Meetings. Don’t wait up!”
Sure.
Meetings.
The second he drove away, I slipped outside, flagged the first taxi I saw, and followed him.
A short while later, the cab stopped outside a cozy house with green shutters.
An open window carried HER voice into the street—bright, sugary, impossible to ignore.
From the backseat, I watched Jake wrap his arms around a beautiful blonde woman.
“Okay, hubby. Let’s play your game together…”
I wanted to look her in the eye.
So I waited until Jake drove away before stepping out of the cab and walking straight to the little green-shuttered house.
—
Alex looked no older than thirty. Her blonde hair rested loosely on her shoulders, and an oversized sweater slipped off one side. She stared at me in confusion.
“Yes? Can I help you?”
I inhaled slowly, every breath hurting.
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