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Roman looks down again and murmurs, “A-Angela.”
My breath hitches and the tears that threatened to fall begin pouring down my cheeks.
“Your assistant?” I gasp.
He nods his head, still staring at the ground.
I feel weak and in danger of falling to the floor, so I lean against the brick and plaster my hands on the wall to hold me up.
“It was once, Luna.Once.And I swear to god I didn’t sleep with her. It was the biggest mistake and it’ll never happenagain.” His body continues to vibrate as he cries. “I promise. Please just…just come home. We can talk, you can be angry and then we can be us again.”
“Be us again? Are you fucking insane? We’ll never be us again.” I let my anger and hurt boil under the surface and we grow quiet. Only the sounds of the tree frogs croaking can be heard.
I break the silence and ask, “if you didn’t fuck her then what did you do?”
He looks at me with pleading eyes, begging me not to make him say it. I glare back, unwilling to let him get out of this.
“Sh-she…we kissed and she gave me a…” he lets his words trail off and chooses to let me draw my own conclusions.
It isn’t very hard to figure out how that sentence ends.
“When?” I demand.
“About a year ago.”
“Ayear?A fucking year ago? Jesus Christ.” I finally let myself sag to the ground, the concrete was cold and unforgiving.
Just like my heart is about to be.
“Where?” My voice is flat and devoid of any emotion.
“It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I knew it was wrong and I stopped her. I told her it would never happen again and it hasn’t.” He gets up from where he sits and moves to be next to me.
I don’t have the energy to shove him away or tell him no. I’m numb.
“It matters to me,” I mutter, flatly.
He sighs as he sits next to me and places his hand on my thigh. I jerk away and he releases me.
“At the office.” His voice is low. So low I almost don’t hear him.
I snort and shake my head.
“She’s married, Roman,” I remind him and he nods. “How many times have we been around her and her family during company parties? How many times has she smiled and waved at me when I’ve been by your office since then?”
“I know. I know. I’m sorry. I hate myself for it.”
“That makes two of us,” I bite out.
He winces but don't move to say more.
“I’m moving out,” I tell him.
“No, baby. Please don’t do that. We can-“
“It’s not up for discussion,” I cut him off. “This has been over long before you let that whore suck you off. Tonight pushed me to the edge and what you just told me…I can’t stand to even look at you. How the hell am I supposed to stay married to you, after this?”
He starts to cry again and leans over, dropping his head into my lap. This time, I don’t bother pushing him away.
