Until that night, there had never been much reason to doubt Mary-Ann. She had always been loving, dependable, and completely faithful. Nothing had ever happened to give anyone a reason to question that. The club was supposed to be nothing more than a night out. Loud music, cheap drinks, flashing neon, and too many people packed onto a dance floor. Nothing about the evening seemed particularly unusual at first. Then something happened. It was small at first. A joke that went too far. A look that lasted a little too long. The sudden change in Mary-Ann's expression when her eyes settled on someone across the room. By the time the night began to unravel, the woman who had walked into the club faithful had started looking at a stranger in a way she never had before. And whatever line had been crossed, there would be no putting it back.