After gathering my courage, I entered the building and asked the receptionist whether Edward was available. She looked surprised when I mentioned his name. Then she smiled and explained that he was one of the company’s senior architects. I felt the room spinning. For years, I had believed my husband worked construction, yet here he was, apparently holding an important professional position. The woman who had driven him was introduced as Karen, his sister. I had never heard Edward mention having a sister.
When Edward finally saw me standing in the reception area, his expression changed completely. He looked embarrassed, frightened, and strangely relieved. He introduced me to several colleagues before asking whether we could speak privately. I followed him into a conference room, where he closed the door and admitted that the life I thought we shared was only part of his story.
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