l room, Andrew played the part

ask of guilt and concern. He

. I'll make it right. We'll ra

wonderful, attentive husband he was. "You're s

. The way his eyes flickered to the door every

d actor. The

loved me, his phone buzzed on the nightstand. He glanced at it, and his face

atched him through my lashes

later, he clea

a board emergency. A huge crisis. I have to

ehead, his lips

ps retreat down the hallway. The lie hung in the ster

was this. A simple choice. He chose his ambition, hi

ditional. His pr

up with a notification. A new

as a

nt for Andrew's new "legacy" product. And there h

tic, every bit the tech g

. She was radiant, dressed in a sharp, crimson

his voice booming through

's about building a future with someone who shares your vision, who pushe

. He gave a small, almost imperceptib

t to her. In front

ed over me. It was so p

arp pain from my incision. I packed my small ba

life behind. I took a cab to a law firm I' d found on

me was tall, with

ion on his face. "I'm Ryan Hughes. I think we h