As Bruce drove into the night, heading home, all he could think about was Meret. He wondered how she would feel knowing that he and Maya had slept together.

The thought settled heavy in his chest. He was almost certain she was the one who had turned the music on earlier, trying to drown out the sounds she did not want to hear.

The realization made his grip tighten on the steering wheel.

Guilt crept in slowly, uninvited, wrapping itself around him. He did not understand it. He should not be ...