On Monday morning, we gathered at Marcus and Lydia’s house to discuss the arrangements. Greg seemed unusually excited, while Lydia avoided looking directly at me. Marcus, however, appeared uncomfortable. He admitted he had agreed because Greg insisted it would be harmless. I watched their reactions carefully, realizing that perhaps not everyone understood what was really happening.
That evening, Greg packed his suitcase and kissed my forehead before leaving. I moved into Marcus’s guest room, where he immediately apologized for the uncomfortable situation. I told him I wasn’t angry with him. Then I asked whether he knew about Greg and Lydia’s private meetings. His silence gave me my first real answer.
