2. Office Hours Became ‘Our’ Hours Soon, staying late at work became our ritual. We’d talk for hours, sharing intimate details of our lives, our frustrations, our dreams. The emotional affair began long before the physical one. He understood me in a way David hadn’t in years. The longing for his touch grew unbearable, a constant hum under my skin.
3. The Invitation to Disaster The company holiday party invitation arrived, and with it, a knot of dread and excitement in my stomach. David was coming, of course. But so was Mark. The thought of being in the same room, pretending, yet knowing what simmered beneath the surface, was intoxicating.
