Nine Years, One Betrayal

and, ready to surprise my wife, Jessica, after her "business trip." Instead, I foun

oked fresh out of college. Then, her text flashed on my phone: "Plane just landed! So tired

k, silver watch. A wave of nausea washed over me. It was the exact same watch the young man at the ai

watch as an innocent mistake. Her desperation to maintain the facade was almost fascinating, a gro

stress. Her phone rang, and I knew it was him – Liam Davis. I locked myself in the

ntimate, entangled. The rage I had suppressed began to simmer, fueled by the sheer audacit