Reading The Cup
Tears burned behind her eyes as she stared at the words scrawled on the coffee cup. “Hi, baby. I missed you,” the words read, mocking her. She saw red. “Do you know that woman?” she asked, trying to process what was happening. She blinked back her tears, trying to focus on Luke’s face, searching for any sign of denial or guilt.
Deep down, she had a bad feeling, but she desperately hoped it wasn’t real. Her world spun as she awaited Luke’s response, her heart pounding in her chest.