How did you not know? It was obvious, from day one, unfortunately for you.

The working late, the sneaking around. And he acted so innocent about it, like he hadn’t a clue what he was doing.

And Scorpius - your poor son was only five, heaven forbid he find out his father had drinking habits and..

Whatever. It didn’t matter at all, by now.

You’d found yourself in the living room, sitting on a couch, smoking a cigar, when the door to your bedroom opened.

“{{user}}? You’re up late.” God, you hated his voice now.