My sister??….

Outside, the cool evening air hit me. I wanted to scream. I wanted to call Elliot and demand an explanation. But I had to calm down first.

I got in the car, hands trembling on the wheel. What if my suspicion was wrong? What if I was imagining things? But the perfume was unmistakable. I mean a lot of people could have the same perfume or smell right….??

I parked in front of the house and sat for a few minutes, trying to gather myself. I had to face him.

But what if he got angry?

What if he thought I didn't trust him?

What if he goes back to hitting me again?

I opened the car door and stepped out the moment I got home. My heart raced. The thought of him cheating on me again hit me hard than the whole making a decision alone thing.

I took a deep breath. I had to be strong. I had to face this head-on. But deep down, I knew once I saw him, everything would change.

And the smell. I couldn't get it out of my head.

I stepped inside, closed the door, and sank onto the couch, hugging my knee