Tall brunette.
Cream-colored coat.
She crouched down smiling at Ava like they already knew each other.
Confusion flickered through me immediately.
Then the woman handed Ava a bottled drink with a café logo on it.
Ava smiled brightly and took it without hesitation.
Then the woman touched Mark’s arm.
Not casually.
Intimately.
My stomach dropped straight through the floor.
The footage continued.
Mark and the woman walked Ava toward the daycare entrance together.
Then they returned to the car smiling at each other.
I rewound the video with trembling fingers and zoomed in on the woman’s face.
The air vanished from my lungs.
Lauren.
Mark’s coworker.
The same woman from his company Christmas party.
The same woman whose name kept lighting up his phone late at night.
The same woman he always had explanations for.
Suddenly every strange moment from the past year crashed into place.
Late meetings.
