May

“I don’t believe you,” I said flatly. “She made it very clear that you are still her husband. That you are happily married. That I am the homewrecker destroying your family.” I swallowed hard. “I’m tired, Dave. So tired of this. I’ll call you back.”

“Wait, May—please, just listen to me for one more—”

I ended the call before he could finish.

I stood there in the hallway for a long moment, the phone clutched in my hand, Dave’s wife’s face replaying in my ...