d gone
onger questioned. Vanessa didn't ask if Tessa was joining him - she already knew. His cologne wa
didn't waste her energy
ed his absence
t proof. She w
different about her that Mark would risk i
ust con
nderstanding. That would make her no
. She watched
of coffee untouched beside her. Her screen showed a local real estate listing - one-bedroom
odern build. S
ed in on
eath h
he coordinates. If her guess was right, this unit woul
inquiry. Fifteen minutes later, she had
mpulsive. Sh
l had alrea
ruction
nted now wa
nd the only way
see her en
ean layout, sun-drenched balcony, and a dir
the empty living room as the le
d cheerfully, oblivious to Vanessa's steady gaze across the na
over a shared courtyard where kids played and young
laughing on the patio, taking selfies
tly. Not out of jo
e desk, and a wardrobe she hadn't worn in years - simple, e
ying at a friend's while
, distracted and distant. She doubt
d her ev
e. She even started journaling, but not with
tea, opened the windo
ed with a cat, and smoked clove cigarettes on the balc
ternoon, blowing smoke sideways
. "Just for a
something or
ed faintly.
ackled. "Ar
e quiet company of a stranger with no judgme
usic, rotating guests, deliveries of
w. Only caught shadows, reflections in glas
t a parcel from the lobby just as Tessa em
essa said, lau
No worries. Just mov
he same one from the photos, perfectl
nd collected. "Thanks. Let me know
wine. I might tak
strangers on the sur
ents were exaggerated - hips swaying, heels clicking. The
t envy her. S
s - low music, hushed laughter, sometim
a
rom your husband and the woman he was betra
wai
e wall. Not to listen - but to remind h
wouldn't
or noise. She was
week, she
or work by 1
cted to arrive soon
ntact with Mark thr
ever cook
ed a confrontatio
ti
t done in years. The smell of cinnamon wafte
asked one afternoon, as Vanessa han
d vaguely. "Before I
an eyebrow.
smiled
t, Vanessa stood in
ed. The tired eyes. The new sharpne
sn't b
was
g the betrayal, she felt like she was w