I Married My High School Sweetheart – On Our 10th Anniversary, I Overheard Him Say, 'Now I Can Finally Take What's Rightfully Mine'

"Then help me."

"He should have told you a long time ago."

She started to stand.

"I found your name in my husband's safe," I said. "Please. I need to know what's going on."

Something shifted in her face, and she slowly sat back down.

"He should have told you a long time ago," she said quietly. "I told him more than once that keeping this from you would only make things worse."

"He has to tell you himself."

"If he wouldn't tell me," I said, "then you do."

"He's been my client for years," she said quietly. "I can't betray his confidence."

She paused.

"You're asking the wrong person. He has to tell you himself."

"Tell me what you've been hiding."

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I drove home with both hands white on the wheel, rehearsing every question I would not know how to ask once I saw his face.

I walked into the house that night with my mind racing. Lily was asleep upstairs. Nathan stood at the kitchen island, pouring wine as though nothing had changed.