We need to talk.”
He sighed with irritation. “Not this again, Mariana.”
“I met with Chloe today.”
Alejandro’s body went rigid. “You went to her office? Are you completely out of your mind?!”
For seven years, that accusation—that she was losing her mind—had been enough to make her retreat, doubt herself, and apologize.
Not today.
“She showed me your text messages, Alejandro,” Mariana said, her voice entirely devoid of emotion. “She told me you’ve been seeing each other for a year and a half. She told me you claimed our
