Michelle's Point of View

Elliot knew it was my habit to sneak into the kitchen for a glass of water at night. He had a hunch I'd be here, and yet he still brought his mistress into the kitchen to plow it as if it were nobody's business.

I was stunned. From his perspective, I was still his lovestruck wife, too naive to know any better, putting on a facade of indifference.

I still thought I cared about him, and yet he did this, I recoiled from a feeling of nausea swelling in my stomach.

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