Nancy’s POVMy heart dropped so hard it felt physical. Like something had punched straight through my chest. My fingers went cold. I stared at the message, reading it again and again, my brain refusing to catch up.I didn’t want to press play on the video. For some reason, I already knew it was going to hurt.My hands were trembling. I almost deleted the video without even opening it. But curiosity took the better of me and I clicked on the download button.The video loaded slowly, each second stretching. From the timestamp of the video, I knew it had been recorded just yesterday. When it finished downloading, I pressed play and braced myself for impact. I felt sweat on my forehead.It was Andrew… in a room… with Catherine.He stood there with his coat draped over his arm, sleeves rolled up, shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He looked tired. Distracted. And standing in front of him, too close, was Catherine.She was wearing lingerie.My ears rang as I watched her touch him. Her hands on
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