I found my husband’s secret dinner reservation—so I invited his mistress’s husband to sit at the next table and watch the truth unfold

” Clara continued. “You said we had mortgage goals. You said I was acting like a teenager for wanting one romantic evening.”

Lucas looked down.

“And now you’re here with her,” Clara said, “at 7:30 p.m., window table, wine reserved, behaving as though romance was never too expensive. It was just too expensive for me.”

Sophie covered her mouth.

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