Picture this: both your spouse and your secret partner plunge into the water simultaneously—who would you choose to rescue first?
As Myra recalled her friend’s words from just a few days prior, a sharp pain gripped her heart, so intense it felt as if it might choke her. She stood rigidly in the banquet hall, her elegant knee-length blue dress clinging to her drenched form, making her appear like a soaked rat.
The employees milling about the hall caught sight of her and began to murmur and chuckle amongst themselves. She didn’t need to listen closely to grasp the nature of their gossip.
“She’s trying to get ahead in the company by sleeping with the director…”
