Thom’s face tightened, his disbelief turning into denial. “This can’t be true,” he muttered, shaking his head, eyes wide with shock. “You’re lying,” he insisted, glaring at John, as if refusing to accept what was unfolding in front of him. “Emily would never do this. We’ve been married for 15 years.”
John’s rage flared again. He clenched his fists, his voice barely under control. “Ask Anna,” he shot back. “Has she ever mentioned a girl named Caroline to you?” Thom froze, the question hanging heavy in the air. His face faltered, and John could see the moment everything clicked in his mind.