The Breakup Agency

anceled business trip, I was greeted

er hair damp and cheeks flushed. Her eyes w

as askew, and he looked like he had hastily dressed. The bedroom door behin

ething inappropriate had

e daughter of my business partner, Mr. Jonathan Curtis. I just ran into her nearby. S

bright smile and greeted me warmly, "Hello, Mrs

nties, and her cheerful gree

my suspicions. "Not at all. Let m

quickly helped me with my shoes. "I'll ta

gone, I hesitantly stepped into the bedroom. Near the

ned with the nauseating smell of sex, made m

age, "I forgot an important file at home and came back

e quickly, "Safe

d almost imagine the two o

d suburban villa. My mind churned with chaotic

eally be havi

or him at times. It wasn't impossible for him to seek c

f it weren't for me, Derek wouldn't be enjoying his current success. And now, he was using our shared achievem

yond infu

ne who could be ea

inctively pressed harder on the gas, and the car sped past a turn I should have taken. Realizing my

system and let a love song fill the space, forcing

lass of red wine and sat on the s

ruth. Suspicions were just that-

ght Group. While we hadn't interacted, I quickly confirm

It was a ludicrous lie, showing just how reckless Derek h

a trusted confidant. "Mrs. Reid, I looked into it. There's a personal trainer named Kaitlin

e young woman

o dig into Derek's hotel records from the past six months. While I waited, I sipped

ed was a list of hotel stays, all tying Derek a

ruck like a dagger. My chest tightened,

red the remaining wine into my g

I felt it surge back up, burning my throat. I collapsed onto the

ndow at the city lights. They shone in all t