Her stomach dropped. She quickly typed back: “I’m not home. Don’t wait. We’re done done.”
Her hands started to shake. She deleted the messages, but the damage was done. The guilt was instant and suffocating. She hadn’t cheated. She hadn’t touched Mark, hadn’t even spoken to him. But she had lied to Julian by omission. She hadn’t told him about the messy, three-year ghost that still occasionally rattled her chains. accidental woman cheats
“You know,” he said quietly, not turning around, “the funny thing is, I almost believe you. That’s the worst part. I believe that you didn’t mean for this to happen. You’re not a malicious person, Lila. You’re just… an accident looking for a place to happen.” Her stomach dropped