I won’t let either of them see me upset. I dig my heels in, bite down the hurt and drag on that perfect mask of indifference. He wanders the last few feet to greet the opening doors, and I stiffen inside. I try to relax and make this look as natural as I can sitting here with my food. I channel hop to find something to watch, without any attention or focus on the screen, laying my water on the table and pulling over a cushion for my lap to cradle my plate.

I hear Natasha’s voice in ...