The restaurant shimmered under warm golden lights. It was one of the most exclusive spots in the city, where tables were draped in white linen and waiters moved like whispers. Every detail was meant to impress.
Adam arrived first. His palms were damp, his tie felt too tight, and his heart wouldn’t stop pounding. He had replayed Emily’s words over and over since last night. He’s leaving for London next week. Three days. He wants you to travel with him.
Three days alone with her husband.
Three days pretending everything was fine.
He ordered water and tried to steady his breathing. Then she walked in.
Emily.
She wore a soft emerald dress that shimmered when she moved. Her hair fell over one shoulder, loose curls brushing against h
