He unbuttoned his collar, trying to calm down the jealousy and suspicion gnawing at him.
Taking deep breaths, he dried his face with a towel before finally opening the bathroom door.
When he stepped out, Bianca was waiting for him right outside.
Bianca and Dave glanced at each other, silently assessing the situation.
After a moment of quiet, Bianca spoke up first.
“Do you honestly think my encounter with Blake today was not a coincidence? Do you believe I purposely met him behind your back?”
Dave studied Bianca, who met his gaze defiantly, her face betraying hurt and her eyes slightly teary.
Dave felt a pang of pain.
What could he say? Denying it would mean lying to her, but admitting it would suggest he doubted her.
He didn’t want to doubt her, nor did he want to lie.
Dave clenched his jaw, opting for silence. He walked past Bianca towards the living room.