"What's wrong?" I asked when we were in the ladies' room.
"Nothing," Rosa tried to dismiss.
"Tell me!" I pressed.
She sighed before speaking, “When I asked Max about Ava and the evening that she thanked him for in her message, he denied meeting her and said it was just a misunderstanding. I was overthinking, and the text she sent was probably a mistake." She took a deep breath, looking as if she were trying to hold back tears. "He said I shouldn't behave like this and suspect my husband. He's already stressed because of work, and I shouldn't add to his stress." She paused, murmuring, "I think Max has changed a lot. He's not the same old Max. I feel like something's wrong." A tear rolled down her cheek, and I quickly pulled her into a bear hug.
"Shh… It's okay, Rosa,” I coaxed her. “It'
