I brushed it off. I told myself, “You’re just being paranoid. He loves you.”
But the feeling kept growing.
Then came the texts.
One night, I pretended to be asleep while he slipped out “to grab drinks with coworkers.” His phone buzzed on the nightstand.
I stared at the phone like it had burned me.
A preview flashed across the screen.
Diane: “Can’t wait to see you again. Same hotel?”
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