It took all of my control not to go to her.
But I knew I couldn't.
I didn't trust myself.
"Can I get you something to drink?" I asked, my manners overriding my less than honorable thoughts.
She shook her head as she wiped at the tears on her cheeks.
"No. I'm so sorry to have bothered you with this. I know how you are with him." She said quietly and I wished I could tell her how I really felt about him.
How I envied him that you were in his life.
In his bed.
But I stayed quiet.