The lunch passed with her husband telling her about things that happened at work, just like at the beginning, when they were just getting to know each other. But back then, he’d worked at a consulting agency, and how different he had been… Or perhaps he hadn’t been so different. She was silent and barely ate a thing. While he prattled on about bill proposals and lord knows what else, she was thinking about how horribly she’d messed up her life. As a mother, she’d stayed home with her children and locked herself away in a palace of granite where her husband behaved as he pleased. That is how the past fourteen years had passed. What the hell was this all about now?
“You’re so mysterious,” her husband said, smiling at her during lunch. She blushed. If he only knew… if he only knew that she w
