Revisiting The Past
I couldn’t stop replaying our moments together—his smile, the laughter of our kids. How had he managed to live two lives, looking me in the eyes each day, pretending everything was fine?
I sifted through memories, seeking signs I might have missed. Yet, the truth only strengthened my resolve.
This wayward path he’d chosen wouldn’t remain hidden. I fell asleep with one thought in mind: the truth would come out shortly.