I was at Bellmere International Airport to see my best friend off for a conference.
Coffee in one hand.
Phone in the other.
Already thinking about what I might cook for dinner when I got back to Westhaven.
Then I saw Adrian.
At first, my mind rejected what my eyes were showing me.
My husband wasn’t alone.
A tall brunette in a cream coat stood pressed against him near the departure area.
Her hands were resting against his jacket like they belonged there.
Then she tilted her face upward.
And Adrian kissed her.
Not awkwardly.
Not impulsively.
Comfortably.
Like this was something they had done a hundred times.
My stomach dropped.
THEN I HEARD WHAT THEY WERE SAYING
I moved behind a concrete pillar near the charging stations.
My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it over the boarding announcements.
Adrian’s voice carried through the terminal.
