“No, you weren’t.”
A family with two children passed between us, interrupting the exchange. Michael leaned closer.
“Should I wave?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Should I kiss your cheek?”
“Michael.”
“I’m trying to be supportive.”
“You’re enjoying yourself.”
“That can also be supportive.”
I laughed, and Daniel noticed. His jaw tightened; Rachel caught that reaction too.
He had clearly wanted to stage a scene: himself and his new partner, linked hands, overnight luggage, the image of a fresh beginning displayed for his wife. Instead he had encountered a version of me he never imagined: relaxed, laughing with someone else, physically turned toward a man who wasn’t him. Michael being family was irrelevant to what Daniel had revealed before finding out. GetMarriage Tips
Rachel headed for the elevator and Daniel followed, glancing backward halfway across the lobby. Michael saw.
“Well,” he said.
“What?”
“That man is not over you.”
I stirred my drink. “
