I kept telling myself it was normal.
That this was what happened to women as they grew older.
There were moments when I wondered if I should simply stop trying to get close to him.
And then Georgi’s behavior became even stranger.
He started taking his phone everywhere.
Even into the bathroom.kertati
He used to leave it on the table without thinking.
Now he always placed it face down.
Several times, his phone rang and he walked out onto the terrace to answer.
“Work,” he would say when he came back.
Then he started coming home late.
Once, it was almost eleven.
The following week, it was nearly midnight.
“I had a meeting,” he explained.
I believed him.
At least, I tried to.
Until that Tuesday evening.
Georgi was in the shower.
I was in the kitchen making tea.
His phone was lying on the table.
I had no intention of touching it.
Then the screen lit up.
And my eyes caught the message.
The sender was saved under a single letter.
M.kertati
“Last night was incredible. Your wife didn’t find out anything, right?”
I froze.
For several seconds, I felt as though I had forgotten how to breathe.
