The words cut like a knife. His smile froze. The color drained from his face. He stammered, “What… what are you saying?”
I said nothing more. He didn’t need an explanation. I knew the truth — a truth he had never imagined.
“I’ll ask you one last time,” I whispered. “Did you know?”
He sat there speechless, trembling, regret and panic etched across his face.
The Consequences
Weeks later, reality hit. Her health worsened, and doctors confirmed what I already knew. By then, I had already separated from him, knowing our marriage could not survive such betrayal.
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