I woke up in a hospital bed after an ac:cident, my leg shattered, my whole body aching. Then my husband walked in – hand in hand with his mistress.

going to tell you eventually.”

Eventually.

The room seemed to tilt sideways.

I remember gripping the hospital blanket tightly because suddenly it felt difficult to breathe.

“What are you saying?” I asked.

Ethan avoided my eyes.

“We’ve been seeing each other for eight months.”

Eight months.

The words echoed hollowly inside my skull.

Eight months of lies.

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