I went still when he said that, shifting on the chair. I dropped the paper, resting my elbows on my knees and leaning forward. Now, that was interesting.

“She was everything, and yet you cheated?” I asked slowly, my eyes narrowed.

His eyes narrowed back. “Who the fuck are you, man? How do you know me and all these?”

“A question for a question.”

He stared at me with his jaw clenched before he answered, “I… I was dumb.”

I scoffed. “You don't say.”

He went on, looking away from me and at his well-polished shoes. “I thought Natasha was everything, and I was settling for less with Isabella.”

“She’s...