Then Daniel casually wrapped one arm around her waist.
My stomach dropped.
For several seconds, I couldn’t move.
Then the woman leaned closer to him.
Daniel whispered something into her ear, and she smiled before resting her hand against his chest.
That was enough.
I stepped out from behind the wall and started walking directly toward them.
But when Daniel finally noticed me, the color drained from his face.
The young woman turned around too…
…and the moment I saw her clearly, I froze.
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I stood there staring at Daniel and the young woman, unable to breathe.
For one terrible second, I hoped there was some innocent explanation.
Maybe she was a coworker.
Maybe she was a relative I had never met.
Maybe I had misunderstood the way his arm had been wrapped around her waist.
Then Daniel saw me.
His face changed instantly.
The smile disappeared.
His hand dropped from her body.
— Laura…
The young woman turned toward me.
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She looked no older than thirty.
Beautiful. Confident. Perfectly calm.
That calmness somehow hurt more than anything else.
— Who is she? I asked.
Daniel opened his mouth, but no words came out.
The woman looked at him.
— You said you were going to tell her.
My stomach tightened.
— Tell me what?
— Laura, not here, Daniel whispered.
I laughed bitterly.
— You brought another woman to a resort after telling your wife you needed to “be alone,” and now you’re worried about where we have this conversation?
The woman stepped back.
— I should go upstairs.
Daniel immediately turned toward her.
— Emily, wait.
Emily.
Now I had a name.
I hated how gently he said it.
Like her feelings mattered.
I followed them toward the hotel.
Neither of them stopped me.
Inside the elevator, nobody spoke.
Daniel stared at the floor.
Emily folded her arms.
My hands were shaking so badly that I had to hide them inside my jacket pockets.
When the elevator doors opened, Emily walked toward a room at the end of the hallway.
Daniel followed.
So did I.
She unlocked the door.
The moment I stepped inside, everything became clear.
There were two suitcases beside the bed.
Daniel’s black suitcase.
And a large cream-colored suitcase beside it.
Women’s clothes were hanging inside the wardrobe.
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Two toothbrushes stood in the bathroom.
Two coffee cups sat on the table.
