Signs of an affair (Rousse)

A new pair of shoes, a sharp suit, contact lenses, and a mooted move back to Birmingham? What was TPR up to?

It was only when I found myself semi-naked on George Street, Edinburgh – wearing just a pair of knickers and a short navy blue jacket – that I understood that TPR was having an office affair.

When I confronted him a dark shadow of guilt fell across his face.

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