Sometimes life changes not with a storm or a scream, but with something small and silent—a receipt, a scent, a glance that lingers. For me, it began with a credit card statement I wasn’t supposed to see.
$1,200 at a jewelry store.
Signs That Whisper Before They Shout
At first, I brushed it aside. But soon, other signs crept in. The late nights. The unexplained meetings. The traffic jams that lasted hours. And then, a perfume I didn’t wear.
My instincts told me something was off, but I didn’t want to believe it. Marriage is built on trust—or at least, the hope of it. So I waited. I watched.
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