My Wife’s Mysterious Nights—And the Secret That Changed Everything

My chest tightened. Who would message her at midnight — during a storm, no less? I lay still, my heart pounding, pretending to sleep as she slowly slipped out of bed.

I waited until she was gone, then followed quietly down the hallway, each creak of the floor sounding louder than it should. From the staircase, I could hear her whisper.

“Don’t tell my husband…”

The words hit me like a wave. My stomach turned cold.

I didn’t follow her any farther. I couldn’t. Instead, I went back to our room and sat in the dark, listening to the rain, my mind racing. The hours passed, but sleep never came.

The Truth Revealed

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