I Came Home Two Days Early and Found My Wife Sneaking Through the Servants’ Entrance—Then I Learned Who Had Taken Over Her House

Just two people eating cake off paper plates.

“You were both much easier then,” Rosa said.

Mariana laughed.

“I was poorer.”

“You were happier.”

Rosa had earned the right to say it.

Then she looked at me.

“Mr. Vance.”