The elevator dinged as Renata and Domingo got into it. She held the brown envelope underneath her arm and her handbag in the other hand.

Through the corner of her eyes, she could see Domingo scrolling through his phone and smiling. What was he smiling at?

He had asked a question which had taken her unaware, and she wondered if she had made it look obvious that she was jealous of him being under the same roof as his ex-wife.

He slid the phone into his pockets eventually. She felt a tingling ...