This wasn’t some misunderstanding.
They had come here together.
I looked at Daniel.
— How long?
He closed the door.
— Laura…
— How long?
Emily looked away.
Daniel swallowed.
— Eight months.
Eight months.
Seventeen years of marriage, reduced to eight months of lies.
I felt strangely calm….
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