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The Thong in My Bed

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1122    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

cing at me with a worried expression. I couldn't bring myself to look at her. I saw her not as my daugh

the gate, a huge smile on his face. He ru

thick with emotion. He kissed my cheek, then sco

she giggled, her earl

usband, the doting father. It was all an act, a carefully constructed lie to co

id as we walked to the car. He kept his arm aro

ch and a floral air freshener I didn't recognize. On the dining room table, where my favorite antique ceramic vas

the old vase?" I a

was cleaning and I knocked it over. It shattered. I felt

believed him without question. Now, I saw the lie for what it wa

esh. Too fresh. I knew our laundry schedule. These weren't the sheet

ing his eyes. "I think I'm jus

a long trip," he said, his

cold and clear. I needed to

Maddy run an errand for me? My parents called while we were gone. My dad's

nts lived twenty minutes away. I

r to please. "Come on, pump

itant. "But I wanted to sh

we get back," Matt pro

. I didn't even bother looking in the trash or the laundry hamper. He would have been too careful

bed, took a deep breath, a

here

he box spring, was a small piece of black lace. A thong.

arrogance of it. To leave this here, in my be

ngs, and came back. I carefully picked up the thong, dropped it into the bag, and sealed it shut.

ock had burned away, leaving

rm the other lie.

and Maddy just dro

"No, honey. We haven't seen them. Is

you later," I said, and hung up b

t felt like a lead weight in m

cheerful. "Hey, we're just leaving your

"That's funny. Because I just got off the ph

ould practically hear the gears turning i

teammates. Sabrina called an impromptu practice. They have

s pat

n the phone,

's small voice came o

where

soccer practice. Coach Sabrin

the lie perfectly. The dual betrayal, from my

it up with a notification. I had logged into my secondary, anonymous Instagr

daughter, who was lying to my fac

, all three of them smiling into the camera like a happy family. Maddy was hold

: "My favorite l

hone. I didn't

at was all the

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“My daughter's relentless tantrums finally broke me. It was for a week-long soccer tournament in Orlando, Florida, a "once-in-a-lifetime opportunity" according to her "cool" new coach, Sabrina. Exhausted, I agreed, believing my husband, Matt, couldn't come due to a massive work project. But one night in our hotel room, I woke to an empty bed. My heart pounded as I tiptoed to the balcony, where Maddy was whispering into her expensive new smartwatch – a gift from Sabrina. "Daddy," she murmured, "is Coach Sabrina feeling better now? You need to make sure all her stuff is out of our house before Mom gets home!" The world stopped. His "critical work project" was a lie. He was at our home. With her. Shaking, I checked Sabrina's Instagram. Her 'close friends' story opened to a picture of her in my bed, a man' s arm, identified by Matt's anniversary watch, wrapped around her. And right there, on my nightstand, a framed photo of me. It clicked. She wasn't just having an affair; she had paraded it in my home, documenting her conquest for me to find. The ultimate insult. Then, the true horror: Maddy. My sweet, innocent daughter. The tantrums, the desperate need for this trip – it was all a setup. My own child, a tiny accomplice in her father's monstrous betrayal. They needed me out of the house. The realization that my entire life had been a carefully orchestrated lie, using my own daughter as a pawn, curdled my blood. I didn't cry. I didn't scream. A chilling calm settled over me. There would be no second chances. There would be no return home. My lawyer would be in touch.”
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