Sara’s mouth dropped open, appalled that Hailey would think her capable of such a thing. ‘No! Of course I’m not. I wouldn’t do that. You know I wouldn’t do anything to break up my family.’

Hailey frowned as she sat down, her eyes on Sara’s face. ‘Why does Matt think you are, then?’

‘Someone sent him a video. Of me and a man.’ Hailey’s eyebrows shot up and she froze, her mug of tea halfway to her mouth. ‘And I’ve no idea where it’s come from or how it can even exist.’ Desperation filled Sara’s voice; she knew how improbable it sounded. ‘I haven’t been with another man. Not ever. I’ve only been with Matt.’

Hailey put her mug back on the table, clearly shocked. ‘You’ll have to stop right there, back up a bit, because I’m not following this at all.’

Sara took a deep breath and started from the beginning, frowning as she tried to make sense of it herself, her finger tracing a pattern on the wooden table. ‘Everything was fine when I got home. Then we started talking about money and this contract he’s just finished.’ She sighed. ‘But that’s another story altogether. Anyway, he got annoyed with me – all defensive, you know what he’s like – and went out to his office. A bit later on, he came storming into the kitchen with this video on his phone. Me and a man I don’t even know.’ She closed her eyes, hands rubbing at her forehead as if to erase the images. ‘All hell broke loose. I have never seen him so mad. Honestly, Hailey, I was so scared. He just went wild, accused me of having an affair, started smashing things, then dragged me outside and locked me out.’

Hailey remained silent. Sara gulped. I’ll have to show her.

Heart racing, she swiped through her phone to find the video she’d sent to herself. She pressed play, but couldn’t look, her face on fire as she passed the phone across. Her hands fidgeted, twisting her wedding ring round and round her finger as she waited for her sister’s response.

Hailey was quiet for a while before she finally spoke. ‘Bloody hell, Sara. Who is this guy?’

‘I told you, I’ve no idea. It’s cleverly filmed, isn’t it? You don’t get to see his face, just what… what he’s doing to me.’ She buried her hands in her hair, revolted at the thought of a stranger molesting her.

Hailey grimaced and put the phone face down on the table. ‘Have you watched it all?’

Sara shook her head. ‘There’s fifty-five minutes of it.’ She swallowed a sob. ‘I don’t even know…’ She covered her face with her hands.

‘Did you have sex with him?’ Hailey’s question hung in the air.