My stomach dropped hard. I slowed the car, heart hammering. Marcus’s car wasn’t there yet, but Sophia’s sat crooked at the curb.
What did Ryan tell them? Did Sophia spill everything about the affair? Or was this about something else? I parked behind one cruiser, killed the engine, and sat there a second. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling. The thrill from sucking Marcus off, his groans, the risk. it all felt stupid now, distant.
I stepped out. An officer noticed me right away. “Bella? Mrs. Ryan?”
I nodded, forcing my legs to move. “Yes. What’s this about?”
The officer guided me toward the door. “We’re investigating a disturbance. Your husband and another woman are inside giving statements. Something about a trainer named Marcus.”
My breath caught. They knew the name. Sophia must have tw
