Chapter 3Secret marriage with the actress for five years

The feeling of being watched didn't go away until I was safely in the back of her car.

I turned to the woman beside me. "Thank you for that, Maya."

Maya Torres smiled. "No problem, Professor. I was watching the show live. Just happened to be in the neighborhood."

I didn't press her for more details. She didn't ask any questions, just said, "Where to? I'll give you a ride."

I gave her the address of the house I shared with Claire. When we pulled up, she held up her phone. "Hey, can I get your number?"

I hesitated for a moment. She laughed. "You never know, I might need a favor from you one day, too."

On that, I nodded and we exchanged numbers. As she drove off, I walked into the house. We had bought it before we got married. It wasn't a mansion, but it was filled with memories. We used to spend our days off here, playing video games and binge-watching shows. I never wanted to move.

But now, Claire was rarely here.

The moment I stepped inside, my agent, Ken, called.

"Leo, you need to see this. Check Twitter. Now."