Mistress reaching out
Out of the blue, his mistress contacts me. The message is polite, even apologetic: “Let’s talk. I can explain everything.” My first instinct is rage—how dare she think I’d want to hear her side? But after the initial shock, curiosity kicks in. I read her words carefully, searching for cracks in her story and signs of how much she really knew.
Her perspective casts him in an even darker light—manipulative, deceitful, secretive. Still, I can’t tell if she’s being honest or just trying to save herself. Lisa reads over my shoulder, frowning as she absorbs the details. We exchange a glance that says everything—we don’t trust her. But we’ll take every scrap of information we can get. If she wants to talk, we’ll let her. Just not on her terms.
