"What's it like to see another woman with your husband? Stings, doesn't it?"
"He had filed for divorce before I even met him."
"And if he divorced you, wouldn't you still be jealous?" Her fingers wandered down his happy trail. "Possessive even?"
"Stop touching him."
She smiled. "I'll take that as a yes." She sat down on the edge of his bed. "It must drive you crazy knowing that he used to scream my name. That he used to crave my lips. That I used to satisfy him in every way imaginable."
I shook my head. "I can't change the past."
"No. You can't. But you can change the future. Or rather, I can." She smiled her cruel smile. "This is really for the best. You weren't good for him. You just fed his sickness. All this ever was between you was addiction."
"He's not addicted to me!"
"No, I
