I nodded.
Then asked:
“Does her job require staying in your hotel suite?”
He stared at me.
“What are you implying?”
I looked at him.
“I’m asking a question.”
He became furious.
“You’ve become paranoid.”
I said nothing.
But I began paying closer attention.
The affair became obvious six months later.
Julian stopped wearing his wedding ring during business trips.
Serafine began posting photographs from places I knew he was visiting.
And several company employees quietly warned me that the relationship was no secret.
When I confronted Julian, he didn’t deny it.
He simply looked at me and said:
“Meridian, our marriage has been over for years.”
I stared at him.
“That would have been useful information before you started sleeping with someone else.”
He rolled his eyes.
“Don’t be dramatic.”
My chest tightened.
Then he said something I’ll never forget.
“Serafine understands the man I’ve become.”
I looked at him.
