I was panicked and furious in equal measure. Mrs. Calloway had promised me, explicitly, that Ashford Equestrian Club was completely discreet, that no third party would ever know. And yet here we were: not only did Gerald know, but so did his entire circle, and they had apparently been discussing my body and my movements with great enthusiasm.
I sank to the floor and sat there, not knowing what to do.
I sat there the entire night. By the time the sky began to lighten, I had made up my mind: when Gerald woke up, I would come clean and ask for a divorce. I was the one who had done wrong, and if I confessed first, perhaps he wouldn't be too hard on me. I only hoped he'd leave me enough to get by.
With that decided, I began moving through the room in a hollow daze, pulling clothes into a sui
