My wife is paralyzed, so I haven’t been inti:mate with her for four months. Out of deep frustration, I left her alone for ten days to go on a date with the younger sister of my colleague. And then… the unexpected happened.

Mark said, his gaze piercing. “People have been talking. About you and Christina.”

I froze, my heart racing. I hadn’t thought about Christina in weeks, hadn’t even wanted to. But hearing her name again—after all the lies, all the broken promises—shook me. “What are you saying?” I asked, my voice tight.

“I’m not judging you, Daniel. But I think you need continue reading …