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I got dressed in record speed, got out another pack of cigarettes and left, taking my phone charger with me as well.

I wasn't coming here tonight.

I didn't want to, anymore.

There was too much Tanya.

Too little me.

It was never ours to begin with.

I was a little early to my appointment with Jenks, so I chain smoked outside until it wasn't impolite to knock on his door anymore.

"Ah, Edward, good morning." The man held out his hand for me to shake.

A firm grip.

A warm smile.

He reminded me of Jasper, somehow.

I could see why he trusted him.

His dark eyes glinted, the warm chocolate color of them matching his skin tone completely.

"Mr. Jenks, thanks for meeting me sooner that we agreed on." I said.

" Jenks, Edward. Just Jenks. Come in," he replied with that same smile.

I could tell this was an office, even though the outside might look like a small house.

Jenks lead me into a door on the right, where he motioned for me to sit down in the plush, magenta leather chair.

"Can I offer you some coffee?" Jenks asked.

I nodded furiously, the loss of my morning coffee suddenly hit me.

He went out the door and I could hear the humming of the coffee machine before he returned, two steaming mugs in hand.

"Edward, I'll get right into it. The Mrs. Has absolutely no clue as to what's happening around her. It's just not possible," Jenks shook his head in disbelief. "I mean, the woman is downright sloppy and not a little bit careful to hide her indiscretions." He let out a deep sigh and rested his elbows on the mahogany desk.

"I can use this in court, right?" I wanted to know.

Jenks nodded.

"As I said, Edward. I'm a professional and she made my job devastatingly easy." He paused and sipped his coffee before slapping a hefty file onto his desk.

"Are you ready, though? This will change everything," his eyes were apologetic but the emotion vanished swiftly when I gave him my confident 'yes'.

"A little back story first to get you acquainted with our characters," he went on as if this was a screenplay of some sort.

It kinda was, in a way.

The picture in front of me showed the back of a broad-shouldered, clearly quite tall man in a tailored suit. His dark skin was accentuated by the cream color of his attire.

I knew it was tailored, since it fit his body like a glove.

Rich dude, for sure.

"Mr. Tyler Crowley, Edward. Thirty-six, CEO of a sporting magazine and father of Aimy Crowley, aged four."

CEO.

Big-shot.

Father.

Older.

"That's him?"

Jenks simply nodded.

"What about the kid?" I asked, since Tanya had been on my case to start a family even before we were married. It was never what I wanted, and boy am I glad I didn't give in to that one.

I even caught her throwing out her birth control pills once, the scariest month of my life.

"The result of a prior relationship, the mother passed away when the kid was almost one. She suffered from postpartum depression and decided to end things herself… I dug deep in this guy's personal life. She was in a mental hospital for a few weeks before they found her hanging from her shower rod."

That was sad.

That was something I wouldn't wish on anyone, but clearly the woman wasn't happy and she was this desperate.

"How long has this been going on?" I wondered, pulling at the longest strands of my hair painfully hard.

"Jasper contacted me a few months back. He told me he and miss Alice were very worried about you, about your relationship. Jasper had seen Tanya out with the man somewhere.. He wanted to help you but he had no idea that it went this far." Jenks said.

"I guess this isn't a short-term thing either, you just don't go shopping with your married girlfriend and your daughter without it being somewhat serious."

I agreed.

Who does that?

Did he even know Tanya was married?

"There's more, I presume?" I was scared to ask, but I needed to know.

I needed every remnant of feelings I might still have to simmer and die, to choke on the truth, as much as it might hurt.

Jenks slid two more pictures my way.

An estate.

Her convertible.

His big-ass, expensive SUV.

Their embrace.

Aimee in her arms.

His hands on the small of her back.

Kissing on the porch, Tanya barely dressed while he clearly heads out for work.

Heated snippets of a night neither of the two had known was being captured.

Hotels, high-class ones.

Not a single neon sign-adorned motel.

No hourly rates.

Full on, expensive, high-profile nights out.

Restaurants.

And her trip?

It was with him, alright.

On a yacht.

Shopping in linen, white dresses.

Matching swimsuits with the little girl.

Hand-holding.

Kissing in the sand.

My stomach turned and I thought I had to vomit when Jenks spoke again.

"There's also a video, if you can bear to look at it."

Jenks opened his bottom drawer and pulled out two square, crystal glasses and a carafe of an amber liquid.

Yes.

Alcohol.

He poured two generous glasses and handed one to me.

I took a big gulp, cradling the glass in my hands.

I decided to set it down though, I didn't want to break it.

Jenks opened his laptop and faced it my way.

"Just press play whenever you're ready. It's not going to be particularly easy to look at." He admitted, loosening his navy tie.

"Is it sex?" I just had to know what I was in for.

Jenks shook his head.

"No, but I think it's much worse."