He Died Beside His Mistress

Summary

Mike slapped his own face three times in front of both our families last month, swearing on his life that he had cut off all ties with his mistress, his yoga instructor.

To prove his commitment, he even changed all his bank PINs to my birthday.

Just now, an unsaved contact sent a text to his phone.

I'm sick. I'm all alone at the hospital and so scared. Can you come see me?

St. Jude's was only a ten-minute Uber ride from our house.

Watching his frantic silhouette as he rushed to shove his feet into his shoes, I stood in the living room holding my mug, letting out a cold, mocking laugh.