Seventy-five

Brandon’s crestfallen expression should have cajoled me into adding the missing details like I only let her have it for a few days. I have been indoors, she goes to work, so she needs it more than I do. But the thinly veiled hurt in his eyes gladdens me. I hope it hurts as much as it did when he returned his ring, the symbol of our wedding and my necklace.

Seeing him make to turn around has me saying, "Sophia was here yesterday." I don’t know why I need to be around him for a few moments longer. "She was in your office."

"I know, I sent her. I needed to get something important." The disappointment and hurt must have shown on my face, he bridges the gap between us, tries to caress my cheek. I shake my head, he has a wife at home but he will rather ask an outsider’s help. "I tried to call you. I have been doing that for days but I keep getting the same responses."