Chapter 137

• I glanced back into my apartment and felt that old anger with her rise. She could clearly see I had guests to look after. So often in our marriage I’d told her that she was being inconsiderate, or self-involved, or a princess. I almost did it again. But then the feeling ebbed away again. “I can give you two minutes now, and we can talk more at a better time,” I said.
• I stepped out into the hall and pulled the door shut behind me.
• “Look, I need to get something straight between us,” she said, twirling a piece of her hair between her perfectly-manicured fingertips. “I’m with Andrew now. I’ve moved on. You have to accept that, Alex. I’ll always love you, in a way, but I’m not the one for you. I hope you’ll find true love, like I have with Andrew, and happiness.”