Tracy POV
I was cleaning out Bernard's jacket pockets before taking his suits to the dry cleaner when I found the business card. Elena Westbrook, Executive Consultant, with a handwritten note on the back: "Looking forward to Friday evening - E."
My hands started shaking as I stared at the elegant script. Friday evening? Bernard had told me he was working late on Friday. He had kissed my forehead and said he had an important client meeting that could change everything for us.
But this wasn't a client. This was a woman named Elena who was looking forward to spending Friday evening with my husband.
I sat down on our bed, still holding the business card, and tried to think of innocent explanations. Maybe Elena was a potential client for the construction company. Maybe the meeting really wa
