Jenna & Brandon — Betrayal at the Port
There was no need to fill it with excuses on his behalf.
PART 9
A week later, a woman named Marissa sent me a message through social media.
I almost deleted it.
Then I saw the words: He told me you were separated.
She asked whether we could speak.
I considered the risks.
I didn’t owe her comfort, and I didn’t want to spend another evening reliving the terminal.