I wanted to laugh, but couldn't. Everything just burst out instead: "Well, I do! I'm done! I can't live like this anymore! I'm sick of having a third person in my marriage!"

"There won't be anymore, I promise."

He held me tighter, then quickly loosened up like he was afraid of hurting me.

"No more?" I used that chance to push him back, giving him my coldest stare.

"Funny, you said the exact same thing last week. And I told you then—no ...