A Shocking Realization
I shook my head, unwilling to believe my husband was capable of something so cruel. The thought gnawed at me, but without proof, I couldn’t accept it. Katie’s words seemed genuine, yet they felt impossible to reconcile with the man I thought I knew. How had I missed the signs? My world suddenly felt like a carefully constructed illusion. “There must be some mistake,” I murmured, clinging desperately to the image of the husband I trusted. But as much as I tried to push it away, doubt was creeping in—and I hated the weight of it.
A Shocking Realization
Looking Back
My mind drifted back to the days when his mysterious trips first began. At the time, they seemed harmless. “It’s just work, Emma,” he’d assure me, pressing a quick kiss to my forehead before disappearing early on Saturday mornings. I never questioned him—I trusted him completely. But now, standing before Katie, those memories felt stained, their innocence unraveling. Each trip, in hindsight, carried an air of suspicion I had been too blind to see, too in love to question. What had I ignored, too eager to believe in him? Still, I clung to a fragile hope, desperate for it all to add up.
Looking Back
