My husband, Mark, sent me and the kids off to a hotel for two weeks. He said the house had rats and needed a full disinfection. I trusted him, even though it seemed a little strange. But everything changed when I drove by one afternoon and saw a woman inside our house. It shook me, but what Mark confessed next left me completely speechless. Mark and I weren’t perfect, but we always tried to make it work. We had our little routines that kept us grounded—ranting about morning traffic, ordering

I always believed that my husband, Mark, would stand by me, no matter what. I thought we had everything—an unbreakable bond, a loving daughter, and the trust of a best friend. But everything changed the night I walked in on Mark and Sarah, my best friend, together. That moment shattered everything I knew. My life, my marriage, and my trust—gone in an instant. I fled into the storm, desperate to escape the chaos. But in my tears, I never saw the sharp turn ahead. I had always felt happy in

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