Hubby Cheats Across The Hall
Language: en
My best friend was fighting a divorce case, so I had my lawyer husband help her out. She had nowhere else to stay, so I rented her our empty unit across the hall, cheap. On my wedding day, I pressed the bouquet into her arms. "May you find happiness again," I told her. The words would come back to haunt me like a curse. She started drifting through my kitchen every morning in a silk nightgown, and Alan Gordon would hand her a cup of warm milk. In the evenings, he'd come out of her apartment with his shirt half unbuttoned, still carrying the warmth of a home-cooked meal. The lady…