When Emma’s husband’s coworker goes out of her way to make Alex feel seen by her, Emma starts to question Lisa’s intentions. Things get strange when gifts start popping up, and even worse when Lisa makes Alex homemade meals. But the final straw is when Lisa taunts Emma, hinting at an affair between her and Alex.
My husband, Alex, and I have been married for ten years, and during this time, we’ve built a strong, loving relationship.
He works as a project manager at a large tech company, and it comes with long hours.
“I’m sorry,” he said one evening when we were having dinner well after 10 p.m.
“I know that my hours are getting insane. But we’re just working on the launch of something new, Emma. We’ll be done soon and I’ll be back to normal hours.”
“It’s fine,” I replied.
“Just eat before we have to reheat dinner once again.”
Despite the long hours, I always trusted my husband completely. Although, recently, that trust has been tested by one of Alex’s coworkers, Lisa.
“Are you threatened in any way by this woman?” my mother asked when I told her that I wasn’t comfortable with Lisa.
“Yes. No.
I don’t know,” I said. “She’s just too much. She does a lot of questionable things.
And I don’t know what her intentions are.”
“What has she been doing?” my mother asked.
What hadn’t Lisa done?
Firstly, she was young and attractive and worked closely on many projects with Alex.
“Of course, Alex has mentioned her before, but I didn’t think anything of it,” I said. “But things are getting a bit much now. And I’m uncomfortable, Mom.”
“What things, Emma?” my mother asked.
“Tell me more!”
“Gifts, Mom. She’s been giving him lots of gifts. Personalized and all.”
And it was true.
My husband began bringing home gifts. At first, it wasn’t anything extravagant. But then they began to get personal.
“Custom mugs, Mom.
With his name on them and everything,” I replied. “And then, a tie with little rockets on it, because you know how much he loves space.”
“And you know for a fact that they’re gifts from Lisa?” my mother asked.
“Yes! Alex said so.
Loud and clear,” I replied.
“Just keep an eye on the situation, Emma,” my mother said.
And, of course, I was going to do just that.
But one evening, as Alex walked in the door, I didn’t know what came over me. And I found myself addressing him with a snide comment.
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