Dion pinched the bridge of his nose as a dull ache began to throb there. He looked exhausted, tired of Rhea repeatedly bringing up his affair with Keily. A fatal mistake he had made in the past, one that had made it nearly impossible to regain Rhea’s trust.

“How many times do I have to tell you?” Dion said, his voice strained. “Yes, I hugged and kissed Keily. But I swear to you, I never slept with her.”

Rhea let out a harsh scoff. “You expect me to believe that? A traitor like you ...