I felt something snap inside me, like a rubber band that had been stretched too long.
No, you made it complicated when you decided to meet up with someone else.
He said nothing. He just dragged the suitcase past me and out the door.
I didn’t follow him, but I did walk to the window and watched as his taillights disappeared without him slowing down even once.
Then I went downstairs and locked the door, after which I let the impact of everything he hadn’t said sink in all at once.
I didn’t follow him.
‘Okay,’ I whispered into my fist. ‘Okay. Breathe.’
I stood there and listened to the silence.
I cried until it felt like I had bruises from the inside, but not just for myself. It was for the questions that would come the next morning. For the children who asked questions I couldn’t lie about and couldn’t fully explain without breaking something inside them.
**
At exactly six o’clock, my youngest crawled into bed with me and dragged her little blanket behind her like a cape. She snuggled up against me.
‘Mom,’ mumbled Rose. ‘Is Dad making pancakes?’
My heart broke into pieces.
Is Dad going to make pancakes?
‘Not today, sweetheart,’ I said softly and kissed her curls.
I got up before I completely collapsed again. I continued working on breakfast, the lunchboxes, the missing socks, and a lost shoe, which somehow made two children grumpy.
I was pouring milk a few hours later when my phone rang.
Mark, Cole’s colleague, the one my children trusted enough to climb on as if it were a climbing frame.
I pressed the phone to my ear. “Mark, I can’t—”
‘Paige,’ he interrupted her. His voice was sharp and controlled, but there was panic underneath. ‘You have to come. Now.’
I replaced the lubricant in my husband’s bag with industrial glue after I caught him with my brother’s wife. At 2:00 a.m., the hospital called. “Mrs. Rollins, we can’t separate the two of them.” I arrived carrying six months’ worth of evidence in a folder tucked under my arm, but what I found inside his safe turned that affair into something far more serious.
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My husband kissed my forehead and said, “France. Just a short business trip.” Hours later, as I stepped out of the operating room, my heart
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