“A stewardess? Really?” she scoffed. “Wow, just when I thought I’d give you another chance.” She stood up and grabbed her handbag, as if ready to leave. “Luke, tell me. Who is she?” Emily’s voice cracked. She couldn’t make sense of it, her mind racing with a thousand questions.
The man looked at her again, his confusion deepening. “Luke? Who the hell is Luke?” he asked, his voice distant. Emily’s world crumbled. Her knees felt weak, her vision blurred with fresh tears. The woman beside him also looked at Emily, confused, and somewhat embarrassed.