As I came back from a week-long business trip, I saw something strange — a box of tampons sitting under the sink.

They weren’t mine.

Initially, I brushed it off, thinking maybe Tom’s sister had visited, or maybe it was a mistake.

However, over the next few months, more small things caught my attention — faint red stains on the bathroom floor, tissues hidden in the trash, and Tom growing distant and nervous.

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