After One Night With His Mistress He Came Home Smiling But His Pregnant Wife Was Already Boarding A Private Jet

Sabrina was already packing. Designer luggage stood open on the floor. Dresses, shoes, jewelry boxes. Things he had bought. Things he had stolen to give.

What are you doing, he demanded.

Sabrina didn’t look up. Leaving.

He stared at her. Leaving, he repeated, almost laughing. You too?

She snapped a suitcase shut. Don’t make this poetic. The money is frozen.continue reading …