And standing beside him was a beautiful young woman wearing shorts and a white top.
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😳 Then Daniel casually wrapped one arm around her waist.
My stomach dropped.
For several seconds, I couldn’t move.
Then the woman leaned closer to him.
Daniel whispered something into her ear, and she smiled before resting her hand against his chest.
That was enough.
I stepped out from behind the wall and started walking directly toward them.
But when Daniel finally noticed me, the color drained from his face.
The young woman turned around too…
…and the moment I saw her clearly, I fr
I stood there staring at Daniel and the young woman, unable to breathe.
For one terrible second, I hoped there was some innocent explanation.
Maybe she was a coworker.
Maybe she was a relative I had never met.
Maybe I had misunderstood the way his arm had been wrapped around her waist.
Then Daniel saw me.
His face changed instantly.
The smile disappeared.
His hand dropped from her body.
— Laura…
The young woman turned toward me.
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She looked no older than thirty.
Beautiful. Confident. Perfectly calm.
That calmness somehow hurt more than anything else.
— Who is she? I asked.
Daniel opened his mouth, but no words came out.
The woman looked at him.
— You said you were going to tell her.
My stomach tightened.
— Tell me what?
— Laura, not here, Daniel whispered.
I laughed bitterly.
— You brought another woman to a resort after telling your wife you needed to “be alone,” and now you’re worried about where we have this conversation?
The woman stepped back.
— I should go upstairs.
Daniel immediately turned toward her.
