After 14 years of marriage and three kids, I never suspected my husband Chad had secrets. Until I found a second phone tucked away in his gym bag.

It was locked. But when it buzzed, the notification flashed: “CAN’T
WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN TONIGHT.

I felt my heart stop. I waited until he got home, placed the phone on the table, and said, “Unlock it.”

His hands shook as he reached for it. “It’s not what you think…” he began, but I was not buying it.

“Unlock it now, and I’ll get to decide that,” I said.

Slowly, he let out a breath and pressed his thumb to the screen.

It unlocked. I snatched the phone from his hands, my vision swimming as I scrolled.

“Helena,” he began, but I cut him off before he could say more.

“No, be quiet,” I said.

The messages weren’t long.

Thank you for the cake, it was my favorite.

The flowers were beautiful. You’re too sweet to me.

So excited to see you again tonight. Love you!

“Who is she, Chad?” I demanded.

“She’s my mother, Helena,” he said.

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