“Sweetheart, go pick up the package. I bought us plenty of little toys. Tomorrow, we’ll try a risky horse-riding game. Isn’t that exciting?”
When Sarah heard those words, her face lit up with excitement. Mine, however, was filled with sorrow.
She had put the call on speaker, so I heard everything.
So the horseback riding was just an excuse. What they craved was the thrill of nearly being discovered.
Sarah forgot all about my medicine. Her fingers slackened, the pills dropped to the floor, and she rushed out to get her package.
Strangely, I wasn’t as heartbroken anymore. I had begun to erase every good memory I ever had of her.
The next day, I didn’t want to go out, but Sarah forced me.
She had never been this insistent before. I didn’t know when her love for me had soured into something else.
At the riding club, her friends mocked me in French.
“His wife is about to play that horse-riding sex game with someone else, and this idiot still doesn’t know.”
“We’re so cruel, all teaming up to humiliate this broke loser.”
“Ha! Just because he married Sarah, he thinks he’s our brother-in-law? Please. He’s not even worthy to clean up after Daniel.”
“Enough! Don’t insult him, or you’ll answer to me.”