Our Secret

She puffed on her cigarette one last time and dropped it in the remainder of her coffee.”Now all I feel for you is indifference. I wanted to hate you when I found out you were fucking my husband. Trust me, I did. But hate is too strong of an emotion to feel towards someone like you.”

She smiled when she saw my eyes widen.

“What are you talking about?” I asked, out of breath. I heard the whoosh of my furious pulse thundering in my ears.

“Have you ever known me to be an idiot, Melanie?”

“No,” I whispered.

“No,” she repeated. “Of course not. I’ve known almost all along. I figured Alex would tire of you, and when he did, he wouldn’t object to me conveniently sending you away.”

My heart raced. “You let us have sex all that time? Didn’t it bother you?”

“Yes.” Her smile faded. “I knew, however, that by protesting I’d just drive him closer to you. I know that from experience. You’re not the first slut he’s cheated on me with, you know.”

No, I didn’t know. I paled and she looked satisfied.

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