He unbuttoned his collar, trying to calm down the jealousy and suspicion gnawing at him.

Taking deep breaths, he dried his face with a towel before finally opening the bathroom door.

When he stepped out, Bianca was waiting for him right outside.

Bianca and Dave glanced at each other, silently assessing the situation.

After a moment of quiet, Bianca spoke up first.

“Do you honestly think my encounter with Blake today was not a coincidence? Do you believe I purposely met him behind your back?”

Dave studied Bianca, who met his gaze defiantly, her face betraying hurt and her eyes slightly teary.

Dave felt a pang of pain.

What could...