anything from me.
I wanted to understand.
So I smiled, told him I respected his decision, and even helped him pack.
But the moment he drove away, something inside me began screaming that this wasn’t about stress.
Daniel had bought new clothes before the trip.
He had gotten a haircut.
And when I casually asked which hotel he had booked, he avoided answering.
That night, I barely slept.
By morning, suspicion had swallowed every reasonable explanation I tried to give myself.
So I did something I never imagined I would do.
I found the hotel reservation he had accidentally left open on our home computer.
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The resort was only three hours away.
My hands shook as I grabbed my keys.
I told myself I only wanted reassurance.
I wanted to find Daniel sitting alone beside a pool, relaxing exactly as he had described.
Instead, when I arrived,
