From the Author of The Divorce and The Friend Zone Includes a Q&A with the author Lydia: That is not lipstick, it's a ketchup stain or a smudge of jelly from a jelly doughnut. Why do I know this? One, I do not wear lipstick and two, my husband loves jelly doughnuts.Boom. Mystery solved. My gut started to whisper. It was that little voice. Not paranoia. Paranoia is loud and frantic, and it screams suspicion. This was different. This was so softly spoken in the back of my mind that I almost didn't hear it. It was intuition. Lorenzo: Sometimes I wonder if she would even enjoy these affairs if she didn't have a husband. I wonder if she lays under whomever the man is and just imagines me sitting here knowing and hurting. Maybe it pushes her over the edge. My pain, her pleasure. Now, I'm looking at this woman, who says she understands. She wants to be friends. Like some broken hearts club. But there's a fine line between what constitutes a friendship or an affair. Between what separates us, from them.That line is called a lie.