Two of the pictures were of Phil sleeping. The first must have been taken in Kim’s apartment. He was in an unfamiliar bedroom that looked feminine, with floral sheets and white rustic furniture. He was lying on his stomach, completely naked with his arms slightly above his head, his face obstructed by the pillow, but there was no doubt it was him. It was one of his sleep poses. She’d seen him in it a thousand times over the years.

The second was the one that made her lose her lunch. It was taken in their bedroom at their vacation home in Steamboat, Colorado. He was on his back, one arm flung over his head and the other on his stomach, the sheet barely covering his lower body. The picture had been taken from the other side of the bed, and a framed photograph of Lina and Phil on top of a ski trail was visible on the nightstand beside Phil’s sleeping form. He’d had sex in their bed with his mistress while her picture was displayed on the nightstand. She felt the bile again coming up in her throat. She covered her mouth and closed her eyes, waiting for the wave of nausea to pass.

The third and fourth pictures were of them together. The first was in a bar she didn’t recognize. Kim was sitting on a barstool wearing jeans and a low-cut black top, her generous cleavage visible, and her blonde hair falling around her shoulders. Phil too was in jeans and a black collared shirt. He was standing beside her, talking to a man she didn’t recognize, his left hand resting on Kim’s upper thigh, his fingers practically touching the juncture between her legs. Lina’s eyes focused on his wedding band, and she wondered if people thought Kim was his wife.

The last picture was the worst to her. Like the others, it was candid, but in this picture he was looking at Kim. They were on a dance floor, and Kim’s back was to the camera, her arms wound around Phil’s neck. Phil had one hand midway down her back, and the other was gripping her butt as he smiled down at her, dimples creasing his cheeks. The look in his eyes was what Lina couldn’t see past. He was looking at Kim with a look she thought was reserved for her. He was looking at her like she was the only woman in the world.