Vivien rested her chin on her hand, looking at me with a playful glint in her eye. She blinked and asked, "That night when those lovebirds were in the bathroom together, we didn't get a chance to confront them, right? Since she just happened to show up today, wouldn't it be unfair to let her off the hook?"

I instantly understood what she meant.

Ripping apart the mistress? How could I not want to do that?

Even though my feelings for my husband had died long ago, the hatred I ...