Among the scattered luggage was a pair of black boxer briefs, not the familiar brand I usually bought. I squatted down and picked them up. My heart felt like it was being ripped apart.
Back when I proposed to Olivia, I spent all the money I had on a ring. But now, that ring was long gone. Replaced by a new set of couple rings.
I once said I wanted to honeymoon in Hawaii. She went there too. But she came to that place with a new man.
I carefully cleaned the house again and again. When I got tired, I sat down, holding back my tears. Only when the skin on my hands had turned white and wrinkled to the point of tearing did I finally stop.
I took a paper bag and packed all of Judas's belongings I found in Olivia's pocket. Two pairs of underwear, one lighter, three condoms.
The next day at work, I brought the bag to his desk.
Judas looked up with a smile, "Tommy, so sorry, my memory's terrible. I always leave stuff everywhere …"
I forced myself to ignore the provocation in Judas's eyes, "It's nothing."
Olivia's company was co-owned. The other partner was Lea Simmons. Lea's husband and I were responsible for the company's finances.