"Justin, what got into you?"
Jane erupted her anger completely.
I glanced at her indifferently and said, "When you were in your wedding dress and embracing Josh, weren't you prepared to divorce me?"
Jane's face paled as she stammered, "You can't possibly know that. I've instructed the PR department to erase all traces of that day. You..."
"I was by Willow Lake that day, as I was gathering materials for a new project."
"So, you witnessed everything?"
"Yes. I saw you in your wedding dress, holding him. I saw you shyly avert your gaze when the crowd urged you to marry him. I saw it all."
"No, it's not what you see!
"Hear me out, Justin. This can all be explained!
"As children, Josh and I played house, and Josh always took the role of the younger brother. He always dreamt of being my husband. That day, he merely wanted to fulfill his childhood fantasy."
Jane cried out, desperate to justify herself.
"Alright. Jane, you needn't explain. If you truly held me in your heart, if I mattered more to you than Josh, how could you have agreed to such an absurd request?"
I shook my head, a bitter laugh escaping my lips.