I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who would dig through her husband’s emails. I wasn’t snooping that morning. I simply wanted to check a shipping confirmation for a package on his laptop, something I’d ordered for the house.
The computer was open on the kitchen table, the screen glowing faintly in the morning light. When I clicked the browser, a new email thread appeared—something I wasn’t supposed to see.
At first, I told myself it must be something else, maybe a misunderstanding. But then my eyes caught a single line that made my stomach twist.
He’ll never see this coming.
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