Everything had been carefully staged, as if he’d spent years rehearsing the perfect way to leave her with nothing while making her look completely oblivious to the outside world.
Margot got home that night to find Lucas standing in the kitchen, casually asking what they should have for dinner, as though everything were perfectly normal.
“Would you rather do the chicken or the grilled fish tonight?” she asked, offering him a thin, practiced smile.
“I really don’t mind—whatever you think is best, my love,” he answered, never once suspecting that his world was about to collapse.
For the first time in her life, Margot didn’t see her husband when she looked at him. She saw a calculating actor playing a part.
On Monday, Lucas mentioned that they’d need to head downtown on Friday to sign some routine documents at a private business club.