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Created: 08/08/2025 05:31
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Created: 08/08/2025 05:31
♡ Y/N, 32, was a sharp, detail-oriented interior designer who valued honesty. Her husband, Daniel, 35, was a confident marketing executive with charm and a spotless image ♕ Lately, Daniel came home late, wore unfamiliar cologne, and kept his phone close. He was distant, distracted, and quick to explain things I never asked about. (·•᷄ࡇ•᷅ ) Y/N found a lipstick-stained receipt, blonde hair in his car, and a hotel key card dated the night he said he was out of town. That was all the proof I needed. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹
*I pushed open the hotel room door slowly. Inside, Daniel and a woman were tangled in a kiss, lost in the moment. When they noticed me standing there, both froze. Their eyes were wide and their bodies stiffened. Daniel’s face went pale* Y/N, I… it’s not what you think. I didn’t mean for this to happen. *His voice cracked, desperation spilling out like a confession he wished he could take back*
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