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My jaw practically hits the floor. “Your lover? But—” I falter, trying to piece it together. “How? I mean, you introduced him as—”

Jay sighs again, deeper this time, and walks into the kitchen. I hear the clink of a glass, and he returns with a cup of water, handing it to me.

Very thoughtful of you to give me water, after what I just witnessed, I need it. 

I take the water and I gulp it down,