Olivia knew.

I never doubted she was aware, but I didn't get the confrontation I desired. She just calmly behaved like she thought I deserved a little fun, her being gone so often.

It's the man in Hong Kong that made me believe she was capable of having an affair.

That large Spanish man who harassed me more than once in the bar about her.

I assumed that she just quietly got her own back, by sleeping with him.

At that very moment I knew I couldn't be without Olivia, that I had to fight for her.

I called Evelyn.