While packing my hospital bag, I discovered my CEO husband’s hidden diary—filled with private photos and handwritten notes about the woman he never stopped loving. That night, I quietly headed for the airport. By sunrise, he was completely unraveling. – Welcome

slowly.

“Give me the phone, Claire.”

“No.”

“Sophie,” Mom said, forcing a smile, “why don’t you go sit with your mother?”

Sophie stepped behind me instead.

I held the phone at my side.

“What happened before Sophie started recording?”

Mom’s expression tightened.

“This isn’t the place.”

“It became the place when Megan ended up with a broken wrist.”

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