Next morning at breakfast she asked, "You're up early. Bad dreams again?"
I almost said, Yeah, the nightmare where my wife screws someone else.
Instead I said, "Couldn't sleep. Work stuff."
But something in my tone must've cracked because she tilted her head, studying me.
For a second I thought she saw through me.
Then she just shrugged and went back to scrolling her phone.
That tiny moment of almost being caught… it weirdly thrilled me.
Like I was walking a tightrope only I could see.