I heard movement in the bedroom a little after nine but it took another hour before the door opened. She allowed me to give her a quick hug and a peck on the cheek before I moved to the kitchen to pour her some coffee. She accepted the mug and sat on the couch while fixing me with a determined stare.

"I'm so mad at you," she finally said.

"I know," I responded, thinking time was my best ally.

"After everything...all the accusations... You let another man...do it," she declared.

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