She was laughing... like really laughing.

The other guy was saying something in her ear, and the way she flinched as his breath touched her skin, the way she leaned so close to him that there was a space between them, was all a punch to his gut.

It wasn't just that she was with someone else; it was the easy intimacy, the unrestrained joy on her face, the comfortable closeness that felt so... exclusive.

She acts like a saint, yet despite them still being married, she's having an affair? Then ...