My Husband Started Bringing Home Flowers Every Friday – One Day I Found a Note in the Bouquet and Followed Him After Work
At first, I thought the flowers were nothing more than a sweet gesture—just a tired husband trying to hold on to whatever little spark of romance we had left. But I never, ever expected that one folded note hidden inside a bouquet would push me to follow him through town… straight into a secret that nearly broke me, then changed everything. Sixteen years of marriage. It doesn’t fall apart in some dramatic explosion. No—it shifts slowly, quietly. The way your hands stop brushing together as you pass in the kitchen.