Jane's p.o.v

I pulled up to Hailey's house, my anger simmering just below the surface. I had been furious since I found that thong in Ethan's pocket, and I knew exactly who was responsible.

Her.

Ethan had gone to pick up Dylan and I believe she had done that on purpose. It was her. The one who thought she could play games with my marriage and get away with it.

I stormed up to the door and pounded on it, not caring if I woke up the entire neighborhood. God forbid! She isn't home this time.The door opened, and she scurried down to the door entrance from wherever in the...