Chapter 2: The Name He Never Expected Me to Know
I looked up at Eric slowly.
One baby was still crying.
Another had fallen asleep against my arm.
I hadn't moved an inch.
"Stop what, exactly?" I said.
His jaw tightened.
"You know what you did."
"I used my savings to book a trip," I said.
"Just like you asked."
"The card," he snapped.
"You cancelled it."
I hadn't said a word.
I hadn't made a single call from that plane.
But I had set something up three days earlier — quietly, carefully — after I found the first charge I didn't recognize.
A hotel booking.
Two names on the reservation.
His.
And one that wasn't mine.
I looked back down at my phone.
"Eric," I said.
"Who is Lauren?"
The color left his face completely.
Around us, a few passengers had gone very still.
He grabbed the armrest and leaned in close.
"Keep your voice down," he hissed.
"I'm perfectly calm," I said.
"Are you?"
His mouth opened.
Then closed.
Then a flight attendant appeared at his shoulder.
"Sir," she said quietly.
"You need to return to your seat.
And I think you should know — this conversation has been clearly audible from row four."
Eric turned around.
And that's when I saw her.
A woman.
Three rows back.
Staring directly at him.
Her face had gone completely white.
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