“Tomorrow morning, you’re going back to the city. I’ve already bought a new house for you.” I step out of the shower, grab a towel from the cabinet under the sink, and start drying myself. “Sandra has already arranged the move.”
“What do you mean, Henry? What’s going on?” I ignore her questions.
“Stick to your maiden name.” I turn my back to her, not wanting to see the pain I’m causing her. “I’ll continue teaching at the university, and I’ll do my best to stay away.”
“Answer my questions!” she shouts. “Are you leaving again?”
“No!” I say, turning around.
“Why, Henry?” Tears start streaming down her face. “Why are you doing this?”
“Liz...” I approach to wipe her tears.
“No.” She takes a step back.
“It will be better this way.” She steps aside to let me out of the bathroom.
She slam
