said,
“Megan, don’t.”
She ignored him.
“He told us you were seeing someone too.”
I stared at her.
“What?”
“He said the marriage ended mutually.”
Another coworker nodded.
“He told us you had someone.”
My humiliation hardened into anger.
Carl had built himself an entirely separate reality.
In one version, I was his boring wife.
In another, I was already dating someone else.
To Sheila, we had been separated for months.
And in my version?
We were married.
Apparently, that was the only story Carl had forgotten to update.
David looked toward Sheila.
“You filed a relocation request last week.”
“Yes.”
“To the same region Carl is moving to.”
“Because Carl told me there was an opening.”
David shook his head.
“There isn’t. I checked when I became suspicious.”
The room became painfully quiet.
Sheila turned toward Carl.
“What?”
“I was working on it.”
“You told me it had already
