They are face to face now. Her eyes are full of agony and she yells, “How long have you been fucking THAT BITCH?!”

The therapist waited for Candi and John to provide an answer. Candi looked at John and nodded, giving him the go ahead to speak first – and for her. It was a bad habit she adopted while being with John, she often felt like her voice wasn’t as important.

The phone sings in her hand. Candi jumps, dropping her smartphone in the process. She hadn’t heard that special ring – an 80’s salsa song – in three years.