Page 14 of The Yoga Teacher

A ragged sound tore from her throat, not quite a sob, not quite a scream. Something between the two. Something primal and wounded.

She had just watched her husband—her Daniel—fuck another woman.

Not make love.

Fuck.

Crude, filthy, unapologetic.

Hannah stumbled toward her car, her legs unsteady, her entire body feeling disconnected from her mind. The keys in her hand seemed alien, unfamiliar. It took three attempts to fit the key into the lock, her fingers trembling so violently she could barely control them.

Behind her, the studio door slammed open. Footsteps—heavy, frantic—thudded against the pavement.

"Hannah!"

And there he was.

Shirtless. His hands yanking the drawcord of his sweatpants tight, his face flushed—not from yoga.

Hannah swallowed back bile.

Daniel kept moving toward her.

She recoiled. "Don’t." Her voice was hoarse, barely recognizable as her own.

Daniel stopped, his hands half-raised. His chest was rising and falling too fast, panic carved into every inch of him.

"Hannah," he said again, softer this time. Desperate.

His throat bobbed. "I—fuck—I didn’t mean—"

“Fuck you!” The words came out sharp, slicing through the air between them. Hannah had never heard her voice sound like that before. "Don’t you fucking say you didn’t mean it!"

Daniel flinched.

“I saw you. Iwatchedyou.” Her voice wavered, but didn’t break.

He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair with more force than necessary.

"It was just—" He hesitated. "It was just sex, Hannah."

Hannah stared at him, at the man she had built her life around, at the man she had loved with every piece of herself, and felt something inside her shatter.

She let out a soft, breathless laugh, shaking her head in utter disbelief. "Just sex?”

His jaw clenched. "I—"

"Just sex?” Her voice rose now. "That’s what you call blowing up our entire marriage? That’s what you call sneaking around behind my back? That’s what you call—"

She sucked in a breath, the memory of his hands gripping Sienna’s body flashing through her mind. "That’s what you call what I just saw?"

Daniel took a step forward, but she backed up instantly.

His face twisted in frustration. "It wasn’tabout you.”

A sick, horrible silence stretched between them.

She blinked at him, her pulse roaring in her ears.

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