After discovering my husband’s affair, his mistress’s husband approached me with an offer I never expected. “I have a fortune in the nine figures,” he said calmly. “Just say yes. Tomorrow morning, we’ll go to the city clerk and make it official.”
It was a photo message from Jason. The image loaded slowly, and when it did, my own marriage certificate stared back at me from the screen. Somehow, he had already gotten a copy.
Beneath it, he had typed: You always move fast.
I looked at the message for a long time. Then I typed a reply with steady fingers.