Robert sketched out a forced smile.
We were just talking about the car.
But Emily wasn't smiling.
After that, my husband started spending even more time away from home. Some nights I didn't return until eleven.
Sometimes, she perceived an unknown female perfume in her shirt.
One night I found a little pink fork under the passenger seat of his car.
“Whose is this?” I asked.
Robert hesitated.
It's probably Emily's.
But my daughter had never used anything like that.
I began to suspect that my husband was having an affair.
What she couldn’t understand was why our daughter seemed to be involved in her secret.
Last Sunday, Emily unexpectedly entered my bedroom.
My eyes were swollen with so much crying.
“Mom, I can’t keep quiet.
He sat next to me and handed me his phone.
A bank account appeared on the screen.
183,450 DOLLARS.
I stared at that amount without being able to believe it.