3.
Austin didn’t come home that night.
Yuki’s social media posts kept me updated
on their activities.
It was Yuki’s promotion party; Austin had
taken her to karaoke and a fancy restaurant.
The difference between love and indifference
was stark.
Saying I wasn’t heartbroken would be a lie.
But I wouldn’t scream and fight like I used to.
I was just tired.
I started packing.
Even though it was the master bedroom, our
bedroom, he rarely slept there anymore.
He’d been home only a handful of times in
the last month.
He always said he was working late, but I
knew he was with Yuki.
I wasn’t stupid; I could see his disinterest.
Once, I went to the hospital to find him, to
see what he was doing.
I found him in his office, heads together with
Yuki watching a movie.
Yuki secretly kissed him; he blushed and said,
“We can’t do that, I have a girlfriend.‘
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But when Yuki said, “What’s the harm?
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around more exciting,”
He couldn’t resist and kissed her back.
From that moment on, he was hooked on the
thrill, each time going further.