It hadn’t been inappropriate.
Andrew hadn’t said anything strange.
He hadn’t crossed any boundaries.
He had simply asked me questions.
Normal questions.
And yet, there had been something about his attention.
Something I couldn’t quite place.
“Maybe he was just trying to get to know his employees,” I said.
Lena tilted her head.
“Maybe.”
I looked at her.
“Don’t say it like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you don’t believe me.”
“I believe you.”
“You don’t.”
“I do.”
“Lena.”
She smiled.
“Fine. I don’t.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Whatever.”
She laughed.
She reached across her desk and took my hand.
I looked at her.
Her fingers tightened around mine.
“I feel bad.”
“Why?”
She remained quiet.
“I know what he did.”
I continued.
“I know why we’re getting divorced.”
“I know I made t
