I replied, putting the cap back on the pen. “It’s been coming for a long time.”
The next morning, I packed three suitcases, settled the twins into my car, and drove away.
Weeks earlier, after noticing Julian returning home later every evening and constantly keeping his phone face-down, I had quietly leased a bright, three-bedroom apartment in an excellent school district nearby.
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That afternoon, I met with my old college friend, Chloe, who worked in HR at Julian’s company. She pushed a thick Manila envelope across the coffee shop table.
“Mariana… before you assume this is only about him falling out of love, you need to look at this,” Chloe whispered.
Inside were photographs. Julian holding hands with a young woman at expensive steak houses, boutique hotels, and weekend destinations. Her name was Victoria, the daughter of one of
