Wendy wrapped her arm around Carl’s and gave me a bright, almost innocent smile. “Carl’s here to go with me for my premarital checkup.”
The words hit me like a punch in the gut–my husband was actually at the hospital with anothér woman for a premarital checkup.
Carl’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at me.
You sure know how to make a scene. I didn’t think you’d be so clingy, following me around everywhere.”
My best friend was shaking with anger. “Hailey’s your wife, Carl! You’re straight–up cheating!”
Everyone snapped their attention to us at that.
Wendy’s smile stiffened.
“Enough!” Carl raised his voice. “Hailey, is this really how you’re going to act? Wendy’s a woman! How could you let your friend humiliate her like that?”
I was completely blindsided. I hadn’t said a word this whole time–but somehow, I was the one at fault now?
