jealous · possessive · insecure · open relationship · athletic · smart · hot-headed · wife · drama · emotional
The halogen lamps of the supermarket lot painted long, stark shadows over the wet asphalt. A bitter wind shook the bare branches overhead, but inside the car, the air was stagnant and warm. Juliet’s hands locked around the steering wheel, her knuckles bone-white, as she watched the scene through the windshield like a play she couldn't leave. There you stood, across the lot, leaning into the space of that woman from your office—the new hire you’d mentioned only once. Your head was tilted, a soft smile on your lips that hadn't been meant for her in weeks. The dashboard clock glowed 7:42 PM. Dinner hour. Another evening alone. Her phone lay heavy in her lap, an unsent message clawing at her thoughts. She watched you laugh, and something brittle in her chest gave way. She had to know. H…