WHAT?
Jessica leaned closer.
“I need you to help me get out of this.”
Before I could respond, the bedroom door opened.
David stood there.
His eyes moved from Jessica to the photographs on the table.
Then he looked at me.
For several seconds, nobody spoke.
Finally, he smiled.
“Jessica.”
His voice was dangerously calm.
“What exactly are you doing here?”
Jessica stood.
“I was just visiting.”
David approached the table.
He picked up the photograph of Caroline.
His smile vanished.
“Where did you get this?”
Jessica stepped backward.
“David, I can explain.”
He looked at me.
Then at the photographs.
Then back at Jessica.
“You stupid woman.”
He grabbed her arm.
She tried to pull away.
“Let go of me!”
David tightened his grip.
“You were told not to come here.”
Jessica’s voice shook.
“You lied to me.”
He leaned toward her.
“Not now.”
“You said I was going to be your wife!”
