Nalya
Another month went by, and my therapy was going well. My mate and I hadn't been too close or slept in the same bed. I slept in my son's room every night. He was becoming as miserable as I was, but fear was stopping me from going to him.
After my session at the hospital with Tonia, I passed by his office building, I missed him and wanted to have coffee with him. All the employees saluted me; I went straight to the top floor and to his office. My heart was pounding as I neared it. I pushed the door open, but to my utter shock, my husband was in the middle of the office, dancing and giggling with a woman. They stopped when they saw me and stepped away from each other.
I was frozen and opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out.
I felt pain in my chest at how they were interac
