Faces of Confusion
You should’ve seen their expressions.
They braced for a hurricane. Instead, I gave them a breeze.
I could almost hear their thoughts: What kind of wife finds her husband in bed with someone else—and offers coffee?
The truth? Deep down, I’d always known something was wrong with Matt.
Even on our wedding day—when everyone praised me for marrying such a “charming, ambitious man”—a voice inside whispered a warning.
I ignored it.
During our engagement, he once said he wanted “security more than passion.”
That should have set off alarms. But I was in love. I wanted forever.
