"My anniversary with Michael is August 17. And this year, I decided impulsively to surprise him. He was in Atlanta. So I open his computer to check when his last meeting will be, and this e-mail pops up... flagged urgent, and the subject is "tonight." It was about a meeting, all right. It was the Ritz-Carlton, room 1216, at midnight, signed And over the months that followed, he would address her as Lynn and she would sign back... 'Linny.' "
"What'd you do?"
"Nothing. I just read the e-mails over and over, like a novel. He would tell her things from the heart. Things... Worries... Funny things. Things that you tell someone that you love".
"And your marriage?"
"It was seemingly unchanged. Except that, every look, every joke... every time we made love...became lies."