Synopsis：He thinks an affair conducted entirely in a language his wife doesn’t speak is safely invisible—until a misplayed voice message prompts her to secretly start learning it. She enrolls in the same evening class, and six months later she can follow every word, including talk of the apartment and the loan. At a company dinner, she answers his question in that language and watches his face change as everyone else at the table pretends not to notice. The divorce is filed in two languages, negotiated by an hourly paid lawyer who relishes the case. What she keeps are the classes—and the friends she made there.