Natalie’s knees felt weak as she stared at him, her chest heaving with panicked breaths. She had underestimated him. She had believed she could get away with it, that he would never know. But now, the guilt was too heavy to bear.
“John, it’s not what you think… I didn’t want it to be like this. I—” “I’ve been able to see for days now,” he said quietly, cutting her off again. Each word sank deep into her like a dagger. “And I saw everything.”