After forgetting her wallet, Anna rushed back apartment—only to stumble upon something that would permanently alter her attitude toward her husband

Anna’s heart dropped. What apartment? What money? What was he doing?

“There’s some risk, sure,” Boris continued, “but what can she do? She doesn’t suspect a thing. She’s quiet, always gives in.”

Those words pierced her like a knife. After all these years of devotion, was this what he thought of her?

Anna stood motionless, devastated, as she listened to Boris scheme about a future—one that didn’t include her.

When the call ended, she snapped out of her daze and instinctively backed away from the door, hiding around the corner.

Moments later, Boris stepped out. He didn’t see her as he walked down the hall. Once he passed, Anna quietly slipped away. She needed time. And answers.

She called her friend Irina, who immediately sensed something was wrong. Anna told her everything.

Still shaken, Anna opened her banking app on the way home. The joint account balance had dropped. He really was taking money.

“Well,” she whispered, “if he wants a game, he’s got one.”Continue reading…