Elara
I could tell Nancy was smiling, but something about it didn't reach her eyes. Behind that brave face, I sensed the raw pain of betrayal.
No matter how tough you are, finding out someone you love is cheating feels like getting stabbed in the heart.
As we walked through the parking garage, I made an impulsive decision.
"Want to go for a drink?" I suggested gently.
Nancy's hand froze on her car door handle. After a brief pause, she nodded. "Yes. I'd like that."
Before long, we were sitting in a dimly lit bar, and Nancy was downing drinks faster than I could keep track. My attempts to pace her were completely useless.
"That complete bastard!" she slurred, her voice getting louder with each drink. She slammed her glass down so hard I was surprised it didn't crack. "
