There’s a horrible crawling sensation at the base of my neck: had he… planned this? To divert my attention? To make me sloppy and lazy. Did he have that in him? He’d lied to his entire company for five years. He’d looked his colleagues—friends—in the face and made them believe he and Sofia were some kind of dancing power couple. He’d lied to her too. He lied. That’s what he did. He could quite easily be lying now.

