“Were you with him?” asks the husband. “This night?”
“Are you jealous?”
“Yes, I’m jealous! I’m going out of my mind at the thought that he touched you.”
“And where were you for two years?! You disappeared without a single word! Now I have someone else, Oleg, and you should keep away from me.”
“Keep away from your own wife?”
“And from her lover,” I throw it in his face as I break free from his hold. “Or from your stand-in, like you called him.”