I Found a Phone Number and a Cryptic

 

While going through my husband Denton’s old coat, I stumbled upon a strange note that made my pulse quicken: “This is between us. No one else can know.”

The handwriting wasn’t his, and alongside it was a phone number I didn’t recognize. Unease settled in as my mind raced through worst-case scenarios.

I tried to stay calm, to be rational—but curiosity and dread took hold. I dialed the number. A composed voice answered, offering only an address.

The next day, I followed winding coastal roads to the location—an extravagant seaside mansion.

My anxiety grew with each step toward the grand entrance. Was I about to uncover a hidden affair? A double life? The waves crashing below seemed to echo my internal turmoil.

But when the doors opened, everything changed.

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