Emily Hayes went to the airport to see a friend off, and she was shocked to see her husband hugging his mistress in the departure lounge. She walked closer and overheard everything—it was already set in motion, and the fool thought he was going to win.
Emily only smiled, because the noise at John F. Kennedy International Airport was like a disturbed beehive, loud enough to swallow a scream.
She stood by the terminal’s glass wall, watching her best friend, Ashley, slowly disappear into the boarding line.
The flight to Miami was half an hour late, but Ashley had insisted that Emily not wait for her.
“Go home to Noah,” Ashley told her.
“We’ll see each other in a week.”
Emily was in no hurry to leave. For the past few months, her house no longer felt like a home, not the way it used to when she could breathe easily the second she stepped inside.
Ethan always came home late from the law firm, claiming he had urgent cases to finish. And when he was home, his mind seemed to be elsewhere, as if his body returned but the rest of him stayed behind.
He was always lost in thought, and even the news of her pregnancy hadn’t sparked the joy Emily had expected from him.
“Maybe he’s just stressed from work,” she told herself as she caressed her belly, still barely noticeable.
At her age, and as a family physician, she was used to analyzing symptoms.
But when it came to her marriage, her professional instincts seemed to vanish, replaced by the desperate hope that love could be explained away.
She decided to buy a bottle of water before heading home. So she walked over to a coffee shop in the waiting area, and that was where her world fell apart.
In a corner, almost hidden by a pillar, sat Ethan—her husband—who the night before had told her he had a business trip to Chicago the next day. He was embracing a young blonde woman in a flashy pink suit, holding her like a man who didn’t care who saw.
The woman clung to him like two teenagers in love, not like mere colleagues.
Emily felt the floor sink beneath her feet, her pulse quickening, her mouth going dry.
She stepped back behind the nearest pillar, praying she had not been seen. Ethan was saying something to the woman as he caressed her hand, and the woman laughed, tilting her head slightly as if she owned him.
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