A few days later Vanessa came over again.
We ordered food and watched a movie.
Everything felt normal.
Until Daniel made a joke.
Vanessa laughed harder than usual.
She touched his arm.
Not quickly.
Her hand stayed there a second longer.
Daniel didn't move away.
Maybe it meant nothing.
But my chest tightened again.
I watched them carefully after that.
The way they looked at each other.
The small smiles.
The quiet moments when they thought I wasn't paying attention.
For the first time, a terrible thought crossed my mind.
What if I wasn't imagining this?
What if something was actually happening?
I hated myself for thinking it.
Vanessa was my best friend.
Daniel was my husband.
They would never betray me.
Right?
Or had I been blind this whole time?