Exposing James
“Well,” Sarah started, hesitating for a moment. “When I first met James, he wasn’t exactly in the best state of mind. “Sarah, don’t!” James interrupted sharply, but she pressed on. “One morning, I came downstairs after James didn’t come home the night before, only to find him—well—naked on the couch with a pi-” “Sarah, enough!” James cut her off, his face reddening. “We’re not even married anymore!”
Exposing James
What did he just say?
Sarah froze, her breath catching. Had she heard him right? Her eyes darted around the room, desperate for confirmation, but everyone avoided her gaze. Everyone except James’s mother. She alone met Sarah’s eyes, her face etched with quiet sorrow. Stepping forward, she gently clasped Sarah’s hands, her touch warm but firm. “Sarah,” she began, her voice soft yet unwavering, “I need you to listen carefully to what I’m about to say.”
What Did He Just Say
