affair with Daniel’s wife.”
The truth did enough damage by itself.
Months later, Mark asked me to meet for coffee.
I almost refused. Then I went.
He looked older.
So did I, probably.
He said he was in therapy.
Then, “The affair is over.”
I looked at him. “What happened?”
He stared into his coffee.
“Turns out guilt and secrecy were most of what we had in common.”
I said nothing.
Then he whispered, “I destroyed everything.”
“You damaged a lot.”
“I want my son back.”
“That’s between you and
