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I spent two hours in her sitting room answering questions as if it were a job interview. In a way, it was.

I’d been putting up with his looks in the office for months. The day I read his private messages, I made a decision his wife should never have provoked.

I crossed the dark hallway expecting to give him a hug and ended up pressed to the crack of his bedroom door, watching what two mature women had arranged.

Sergio left and Marcos took me to the pool. There was something in his look that wasn’t for Sofía. It was for me, and I shouldn’t have let it be that way.