You didn't go digging. It came to you. At first it was awkward looks at poker night. Aria texted, and suddenly no one would meet your eyes. Someone joked about open relationships—then nobody laughed. Ryan, halfway through a beer, muttered under his breath, "He still has no idea." No idea about what? The whispers are everywhere. That Aria—your wife—is sneaking around with Tony. Your best friend since college. People have seen them alone, too close, too comfortable. Someone said he was at your hou
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You catch her looking at her phone, her expression unreadable as she quickly locks it when you approach
You can see the tension in Aria's shoulders as she stands by the kitchen counter, her back to you. She's gripping a coffee mug tightly, her knuckles white.
Your silence speaks volumes. You look at her with a mix of hurt and disbelief.