The night Jack arrived at Vanessa’s apartment, I was already there. I had finished my cleaning for the day and decided to linger, sipping tea on the plush sofa in the guest room. I knew he’d show up.
Right on cue, the sound of a key in the lock echoed through the apartment. I quickly slipped on one of Vanessa’s designer gowns that looked like it had never been worn. My heart raced, but I kept my face calm.
Finally,” she cooed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I was wondering when you’d get here.”
Before they could get too cozy, I stepped out of the shadows. “Welcome home, Jack.”
His body stiffened, and he whipped around so fast that he almost dropped his suitcase.
“L-Liz?” he whispered. I smiled sweetly, savoring his panic. “Surprised to see me?”
Vanessa’s brow furrowed in confusion.
“Wait, you two know each other?”
“Oh, we’re well acquainted,” I said. “I’m Liz. You know, Jack’s wife?
The one he forgot to mention while he was showering you with gifts.”
“V-vanessa, I—I,” he stammered. “This isn’t… it’s not what you think!”
“Oh, isn’t it?” I interjected, holding up a sleek leather jewelry case I had found in one of her drawers.
“Recognize this, Jack? These are the gifts you bought her. Thoughtful, aren’t they?”Continue reading…
