My husband claimed he had a big corporate event at a luxury hotel. I supported him, ironed his suit, made his favorite pasta—and an hour after he left, I found his laptop at home. His presentation was on it.
Worried, I rushed to the hotel… but there was no event. Just a room booked under his name.
When I reached the floor, I heard laughter. Then I saw them—my husband and my best friend, wrapped around each other, entering the room. My world shattered.
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