He was in the kitchen, making pancakes, something he hadn' t done

a plate. "Remember how you always wanted to go to Disneyla

so absurd, so out of place with the wreckage of our l

e. We can take Leo. It'll be fun," he insi

tch the gaping hole he' d torn in our marriage. The pain inside me was a dull, constant thro

said, my

ing. He said it was important for us to be seen together, to present a united

ning red dress that clung to her body, her hand resting protectively on her slightly rounded sto

r said I need to be careful." Her voice was sweet, lace

e wore for me was replaced by a look of genuine worry for her. "A

em, a spectator at my own public humiliation. He leaned in, whispering something in her ea

It was one thing to see the evidence on a screen, another to witness

t want to give either of them the satisfaction of seeing me cry. I stood

ps behind me. "Oliv

round. I couldn

re you upset about Chloe? She' s just my assistant, an

tant, so insulting

hinking I wasn't looking. I saw the s

orry about her. Come back to

sick. My chest felt tight, like a band was squeezing the a

across the screen. "Just a minute. Make sure

and turned to me, his face a perfect pic

el. The woman he loved, the woman carrying his child, was inside, calling

city of it was

ld and hard as the stone beneath m

ith my answer. "Good. I should

ery step he took away from me a confirmation of what I already knew. The love was gone. The re