“Elena thinks this whole transition may be harder on you than I made it sound.”
I immediately sat upright.
“What exactly have you told Elena about our marriage?”
There was another pause.
“I told her things between us were pretty much finished.”
My stomach tightened.
“Does she know you’re planning to return here tomorrow?”
He said nothing.
“Does she know you expect to sleep in our bedroom?”
More silence.
“Callum?”
“We haven’t really talked about that part. She’s uncomfortable with the idea of us still being intimate.”
I stared at the wall.
“And you think I’m comfortable with any of this? What exactly do you expect to happen when you walk through our front door?”
“I expect our relationship to continue the way it always has.”
“While you’re building another relationship across town?”
“I care about both of you, Maggie.”
“Then what am I supposed to be? Your wife on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays?”
