Judy’s POV
I was stunned by her words and I slowly turned to look at her. She was looking anywhere but at me. Her hands fidgeted with the ends of her blouse and her breathing was heavier than usual.
“What?” I asked her, narrowing my eyes.
“I think he’s cheating on me,” she repeated, her tone breathy. I thought she was about to go into a panic attack. “I went to his house because I had barely seen him in days and there was a woman standing outside his house. She looked like she was going to knock, but when she saw me, she left…”
“A woman?” I asked, my chest twisting. “Do you know who it was?”
Irene shook her head.
“No, I’ve never seen her before.”
“What did she look like?” I asked.
Irene thought about it for a moment, a clouded expression falling over her face as realization
