Her hands practically shook as he stood there, as the adrenaline in her body fought against her self control to just lay into him and cause a scene, even from the hallway they were in. She was angry and hurt, even so many months later. She had been humiliated in a way she never thought she'd actually have to endure. It didn't help that her husband was hands down the man who had made her the happiest in her entire life. Funny how time and distance changes things, and conversely, leaves things exactly the same.
"They didn't have to tell me much, Cole." She said, her voice still a timber of anger that made her already gravelly voice sound just the slightest bit darker. "Why, do you want to tell me how many times you fucked someone else? Please, do enlighten me with the details." Her voice was cool, distant, yet still betrayed the pain this conversation was causing her. She hated fighting with him, but there was so much there that she couldn't very well ignore him.
Her back now pressed against the wall, she shifted a little as he stepped toward her. Her chin squared, tilting away from him as he invaded on her space. It really wasn't fair of him to have this kind of intoxicating aura about him that dragged her back in, no matter how much she kicked and screamed against it. "I wouldn't keep them from you if you came." She said, almost hurt that he had said that. Of course, her behavior over the past few months had been quite on the other hand, but she was not about to leave her children. "They miss you." She said, her tone still defiant though softer. She couldn't admit that she had missed him, so that would have to suffice.