ce even. I watched the smile on C
t party years ago. I forgot." She laughed, a lit
ile not quite reaching his eyes.
fly. It was firm and
s if this was perfectly normal, as if my fiancée bringing her lover home for dinner was a
, sharing inside jokes I couldn' t understand. I was an outsider at my own table. They made a perfect couple
gestured towards my plate. "You' re not eating you
It was a small act of dominance, a way of pointin
fense felt more like an apology for my behavior. She picked up a piece of asparagus wit
her fork clattering a
them sta
t," I sa
Chloe' s voice was laced with ir
ived together. For five years, I had politely decl
cutting through the tension in the room. "Severely
s on her plate and back again. She had no idea. After all this time
he stammered, a flicker of
w," I
that made my stomach churn, the spicy dishes that gave me heartburn for days. I had never complained, never
her guilt finally seeming real. "Let me make y
, pushing my chair back.
eaving them in a stunned silence. I we
low and dismissive. "Don' t worry a
e a final confirmation. He wasn't just a rival; he w