The Wife He Betrayed

Synopsis

I stood outside the civil affairs office, a cake in my hands for Jason Goodwin, and watched him carry Summer Lynn, fresh from her divorce, into his car. Just thirty minutes earlier, he'd told me over the phone that an emergency meeting had come up at work and he'd be home late. Summer was sobbing so hard that her makeup had run. She clung to Jason as if the world had collapsed beneath her feet and he were the only thing left keeping her afloat. Jason gently patted her back, bending down to soothe her. He did it so naturally, like he'd done it a hundred times before. I stood there as the wind whipped the ribbon on the cake box against the back of my hand. It was soft, yet somehow louder than a slap. The moment the car door shut, Jason looked up and saw me.