Then it happened. The woman leaned in and kissed Mark on the cheek, her lips lingering for a second too long. Mark didn’t pull away. Instead, he smiled, looking at her with an expression Emily had only ever seen him reserve for her mother.
Emily’s breath caught in her throat. Her hands trembled as she gripped her coffee cup, her mind racing. This wasn’t just wrong. This was betrayal. Her stepdad, the man who promised to take care of her mom, was sitting here acting like none of his promises mattered.