The Perfect Wife Walked Away
“Look, what a perfect couple! Camilla is looking so beautiful too!”
“David, you’ve got a lovely family. Little Camilla is becoming more and more like her mother.”
“Relax, Alice.” David leaned in close to my ear, his hot breath playing against the side of my neck. To outsiders, this would just be a husband-and-wife nuzzle. “You’re doing great tonight.”
Compliments poured out like a tide, everyone saying “elegant,” “loving,” and “enviable.”
I smiled to show my appreciation, nodded, and occasionally said a few appropriate words for the occasion, but my shoulders felt unnaturally tense as I posed and chatted.