Chapter 4: The Galley Confession
Chapter 4: The Galley Confession
Thirty minutes later, Vanessa fell asleep.
A silk mask covered her eyes.
Ethan sat silently.
I stopped beside him.
“Mr. Carter.”
He looked up.
“May I speak with you near the galley?”
He followed immediately.
The curtain closed behind us.
And suddenly the confident businessman disappeared.
“Elena…”
His voice was weak.
“I can explain.”
I looked at him.
The man I married.
The man I defended.
The man I trusted.
“You always could.”
He frowned.
“What does that mean?”
“It means you were always good at explaining things.”
His silence answered me.
“I was going to tell you.”
“No.”
My voice remained calm.
“You were going to come home after Paris.”
“You were going to put your clothes in the laundry.”
“And you were going to let me wash another woman’s perfume from your shirts.”
Ethan looked away.
“Please. Not here.”
I almost smiled.
Not here.
May you like
He wanted privacy.
After bringing his affair onto my airplane.
