Then my husband pulled a thick envelope from his pocket and handed it to her.
But the most horrifying part was still to come.
Robert removed his wedding ring, placed it in the woman’s palm, and kissed her forehead.
I froze.
The driver continued playing the video.
The woman opened the back door of the car.
Inside sat a young woman, perhaps twenty-five years old.
When Robert saw her, he dropped to his knees and began crying.
The young woman wrapped her arms around my husband.
Seconds later, all three got into the car and drove away.
“No… This can’t be true,” I whispered.
My heart began pounding.
Sixty-one years of marriage.
Three children.
An entire lifetime together.
Had all of it been a lie?
Suddenly, everything went dark before my eyes.
I lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was lying in a small medical room at the rest stop.
