The Price of a Perfect Lie

My husband, the real estate magnate Gregory Thompson, had a five-year affair and a secret son. When the scandal broke, he went on national television, his face a mask of sorrow. He swore I was the only woman he had ever truly loved and that he would spend the rest of his life earning back my trust. I believed him.

That belief shattered tonight at a charity gala. I saw him speaking quietly with his mistress, Holly, and overheard their conversation.

"The stupid bitch actually believed you," she whispered.