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Aug 10, 2025
#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories Caught Cheating on Business Trip: My Family’s Shocking Secret Revealed | Daily Telly Talks For 17 years, I thought I knew my wife. But a surprise visit to her business trip in Boston changed everything. What I found shattered our family and forced me to face the harsh truth about love, trust, and betrayal. This is our story — raw, real, and heartbreaking. ➡️ Watch to hear how I discovered my wife’s secret and what it meant for our kids and marriage. If you’ve ever faced betrayal or family crisis, you’re not alone. Please share your thoughts and support below. Timestamps: 0:00 - Introduction & family background 2:15 - The surprise plan to visit mom 6:40 - Discovering the truth in Boston 12:30 - Confrontation and fallout 18:00 - Facing the kids and moving forward
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My name is Michael Anderson, but for 17
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years, my world revolved around being
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Mike, husband to Rebecca, father to
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Curtis, a towering 15-year-old
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perpetually attached to his phone, and
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Sophie, my 10-year-old princess whose
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belief in me felt like a sacred trust.
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Our life was a comfortable, predictable
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rhythm, a steady beat that only faltered
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during Becca's business trips.
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This Wednesday, her absence felt
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different.
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She was in Boston for a 7-day consulting
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gig, longer than usual. The quiet in the
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house was a hollow echo of her vibrant
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presence. As I watched Sophie idly push
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Cheerios around her bowl, a spontaneous
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idea sparked within me. A bolt from the
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blue to shatter the monotony. "Hey," I
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proposed, setting down my coffee mug.
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"What if we went to see mom this
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weekend? We could surprise her."
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Sophie's eyes ignited.
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Really? We could surprise her?
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Yes, I affirmed, a thrill building in my
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chest. We could be there tomorrow
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evening. Imagine her face. Even Curtis,
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my perpetually unimpressed teenager,
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lifted his gaze from his phone.
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That would actually be pretty cool, he
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conceded, which from him was the highest
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form of praise. By midday, I'd pulled
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strings at work, secured permission for
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the kids to miss school, and booked
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three tickets to Boston. All the while,
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I conjured images of Rebecca's reaction.
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The shock, the unbridled joy, perhaps
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even tears. I tried calling her that
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morning, but it went straight to
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voicemail.
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Not entirely unusual during her intense
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consulting sessions, I dispatched a
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quick text. Miss you. Kids are asking
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when you're coming home. Love you. No
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reply. That evening, a small knot of
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unease began to twist in my stomach. A
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second call and a third, all met with
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silence. I dismissed it. Boston was a
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whirlwind. She was probably networking,
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forging connections, excelling at what
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she did best. The consulting world was a
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brutal arena, and Rebecca was a shark in
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high heels.
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Do you think mommy will cry when she
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sees us? Sophie asked that night as I
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tucked her into bed.
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Maybe, sweetheart, I murmured, kissing
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her forehead. It's going to be the best
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surprise ever.
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I had no inkling then how tragically
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wrong I was. No idea that the surprise
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awaiting us in Boston wasn't ours to
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give, but rather one that would rip our
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family aunderder.
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The flight to Boston felt like an
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eternity.
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Wedged between a headphonewearing Curtis
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and a chattering Sophie, I wrestled with
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a growing sense of foroding.
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I tried Rebecca's number three more
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times, then a final text before we
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boarded. Hope your meetings are going
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well. Miss you. The delivered
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notification appeared, but no reply.
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Dad, why are you checking your phone
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every 5 seconds? Curtis asked briefly
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removing his headphones.
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Just making sure our rental car is
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confirmed. I lied, forcing a smile. But
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the truth was, something felt profoundly
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wrong. We'd been married for nearly two
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decades. She had never, not once, gone
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this long without communication,
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especially with the kids. Upon landing
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at Logan Airport, I tried one last time.
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voicemail. The rental car process was a
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nightmare.
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By the time we finally navigated the car
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onto the road toward downtown Boston, it
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was well past 8 in the evening. As we
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neared the Marriott where Rebecca was
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staying, the knot in my stomach
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tightened. I tried calling her one last
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time. It rang, but still no answer. The
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lobby, opulent with marble floors and
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soft lighting, impressed the kids.
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Why don't you guys wait here? I
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suggested, pointing to some plush
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couches. I'll check us in and find out
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which room mom's in. Can we surprise her
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right away? Sophie bounced on her toes.
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That's the plan, sweetheart.
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As I approached the front desk, I was
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utterly oblivious that I was walking
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toward the moment that would irrevocably
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alter everything. I'd like to get in
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touch with my wife, Rebecca Anderson, I
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said to the receptionist, a young woman
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with a practiced professional smile.
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Yes, Mrs. Anderson is staying with us.
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Would you like me to ring her room? I
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said yes, relief washing over me. At
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least she was here. But the receptionist
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frowned.
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I'm sorry, sir. There's no answer.
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Can you try again? The knot in my
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stomach cinched tighter. Still no
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answer. "Would you like to leave a
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message?" "No, that's okay," I said,
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handing over my credit card. "We'll just
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check in for now. My wife is expecting
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us." Sort of. It's a surprise. A flicker
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of hesitation crossed her face. "I see.
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Well, let me get you set up." She
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processed our reservation, then handed
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me two key cards. You're in room 732.
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Mrs. Anderson is in 718.
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Different floors? I asked confused. No,
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same floor just down the hall from each
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other. She paused, then added. It looks
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like Mrs. Anderson checked in with a
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plus one, though. The world stopped
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spinning for a dizzying moment.
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A plus one? I forced a hollow laugh.
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That's fine. Probably a colleague
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sharing the room to save on expenses.
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But I knew better. Rebecca's company
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always sprang for private rooms. I
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collected our bags and walked back to
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Curtis and Sophie. My mind a chaotic
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race of rationalizations and a chilling
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creeping dread. The elevator ride was
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silent, save for Sophie's incessant
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humming. Our room was nice, standard
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high-end hotel fair. I set the bags down
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and took a deep, fortifying breath. "Can
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we go see mom now?" Sophie pleaded. "In
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a minute," I said, slipping into the
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hallway. My heart hammered against my
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ribs as I walked to room 708. I raised
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my hand to knock, but paused. I could
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hear faint music from inside and then
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the sound of laughter. My blood ran
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cold. I pulled out my phone and typed a
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message. I'm outside your hotel room.
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Open up. The music stopped. The laughter
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ceased. Then a muffled male voice. I
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closed my eyes, suddenly sickeningly
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certain of what I would find. The door
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opened slowly. Rebecca stood there in a
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hotel bathrobe, her hair disheveled,
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face flushed, her expression cycled
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through shock, fear, and finally settled
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on something that looked strangely like
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annoyance.
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"Mike, what are you doing here?" she
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hissed, pulling the door nearly closed.
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I stared at her momentarily speechless.
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"Surprise," I said flatly. "The kids and
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I thought we'd come see you. The kids
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are here." Her eyes widened in terror.
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"In our room, down the hall." My voice
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sounded distant, even to myself.
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"They've been excited all day to see
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you." "You should have called first,
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Mike," she said, glancing nervously back
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at her door. "This is I did," I snapped,
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crossing my arms. "Multiple times."
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"Who's in your room, Becca?" she
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flinched. "It's not what you think."
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Really? Because I think you have another
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man in there. Am I wrong? The door
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opened wider and a man appeared behind
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her, buttoning up his shirt. Becca, is
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everything okay out here? My vision
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tunnneled, focusing on the stranger who
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called my wife by my nickname.
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Who the hell are you? I demanded, my
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voice dangerously quiet.
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The man looked confused, glancing
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between Rebecca and me.
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I'm Trevor from the Chicago office.
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He extended his hand, then thought
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better of it and withdrew it.
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I didn't know Becca was married.
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The words hit me like a physical blow. I
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turned to Rebecca, who had the decency
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to look ashamed.
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"You told him you were single?"
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My voice was barely a whisper now.
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"Can we please not do this in the
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hallway?" she pleaded.
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Trevor, I said, my anger finding its
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target. Maybe you should go. He looked
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at me, a flicker of genuine shock in his
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eyes.
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Look, man, I had no idea. She never
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mentioned a husband or kids. He grabbed
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his jacket. I'm out of here. I'm out. He
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hurried past us, leaving Rebecca and me
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alone in a silence so thick it felt
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suffocating.
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17 years, Becca, I finally said. 17
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years and you're picking up guys on
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business trips.
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It's not like that," she snapped, her
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shame morphing into defensiveness. "Then
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explain it to me," I challenged.
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"Explain why our children flew across
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the country to surprise their mother,
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only to find her with another man." She
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looked away, unable to meet my eyes.
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"You should have called first." Those
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words, the sheer audacity of them, broke
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something inside me. "Are you serious
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right now? This isn't my fault because I
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didn't warn you before catching you
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cheating. Lower your voice, she hissed,
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glancing down the hallway.
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The kids are waiting, I said, stepping
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back. Sophie has been bouncing off the
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walls all day about seeing you. What do
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you want to tell her? For the first
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time, guilt seemed to register on her
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face. Give me 5 minutes to get dressed.
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I'll come to your room. I turned to walk
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away, then paused.
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How long has this been going on,
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Rebecca? She couldn't meet my eyes. This
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was just a one-time thing, a mistake.
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Trevor's words echoed in my head. I
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didn't know Becca was married. It wasn't
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a mistake. It was a choice. And as I
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walked back to our room, back to face
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our children, I knew nothing would ever
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be the same again.
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The walk back felt like crossing a
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desert. How was I supposed to face my
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children? What could I possibly tell
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them?
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I paused outside our door, took a deep
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breath, and forced my face into
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something resembling normaly.
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Dad, did you find mom? Sophie jumped up
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from the bed. Curtis looked up from his
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phone, his eyes narrowing as he studied
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my expression.
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What's wrong? He asked. Mom's coming in
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a few minutes, I managed. She was
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surprised to see us. Sophie clapped her
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hands. Is she happy? Did she cry?
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She was definitely surprised, I said,
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avoiding Curtis's searching gaze.
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Hey, why don't we order some room
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service? You guys must be hungry after
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the flight.
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A knock at the door made Sophie leap up.
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Mom's here. Before I could stop her, she
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flung open the door and launched herself
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at Rebecca, who stood in the hallway,
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looking completely composed,
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hairbrushed, wearing a professional
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outfit. If I hadn't seen her 10 minutes
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ago in a bathrobe with a half-dressed
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man, I would never have guessed anything
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was a miss. "Mommy," Sophie squealled,
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wrapping her arms around Rebecca's
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waist. "Ah, sweetheart," Rebecca said,
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hugging her back. What a surprise to see
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you all. Her eyes met mine over Sophie's
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head, and I saw the silent plea. Play
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along for the kids. Curtis hadn't moved
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from his spot on the bed. "Hey, Mom," he
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said, his tone carefully neutral. "Hey,
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buddy. You've grown since I left," she
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said, crossing the room to kiss the top
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of his head. "It's been a week, Mom," he
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replied dryly.
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An awkward silence followed, broken by
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Sophie's enthusiastic recounting of our
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journey. Rebecca listened, her smile
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faltering slightly as Sophie concluded.
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Dad said we could all have dinner
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together. Room service is coming with
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burgers.
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"That sounds wonderful," Rebecca said.
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"But I actually have a work dinner
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tonight. Important clients." I barked
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out a laugh that I quickly disguised as
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a cough. Sophie's face fell.
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But we came all this way to see you, she
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protested.
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I know, honey, and I'm so happy you did.
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I'll be all yours tomorrow. I promise.
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She turned to me. Can I talk to you in
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the hallway for a minute, Mike? Work
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dinner? I said once we were alone,
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making sure to leave the door a jar. Is
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that what you're calling it now?
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Rebecca's artificial composure cracked.
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Mike, please. I need time to figure this
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out. figure what out. How to lie to your
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family because you seem to have that
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down pat. She flinched. That's not fair.
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You know what's not fair, Rebecca? I
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kept my voice low. Our daughter made us
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check three different stores for her
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favorite travel pillow so she could
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bring it to you. Do you have any idea
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how excited they were? Her eyes welled
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with tears. Mike, I made a terrible
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mistake. I know that, but please don't
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tell the kids. Not yet.
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So, I'm supposed to pretend everything's
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fine, put on a show while you go back to
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your client dinner.
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It really is a client dinner, she
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insisted.
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Trevor won't be there. I need this
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account, Mike. It's worth millions.
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I stared at her, realizing I didn't even
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recognize the woman standing before me.
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Your career? That's what you're worried
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about right now? No, of course not, she
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insisted, rubbing her temples. I'm
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trying to salvage whatever I can from
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this disaster. Please, Mike. One night,
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let me get through this dinner, and then
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tomorrow we can figure everything out.
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There's nothing to figure out, I said
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flatly. You cheated on me. You lied to
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our children. Go to your dinner. I'll
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take care of the kids.
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What will you tell them? She asked
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anxiously.
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I haven't decided yet, I said, my hand
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on the door knob. But unlike you, I
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don't lie to my children. Back inside,
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Sophie was bouncing on the bed. Is mom
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coming to dinner with us? I swallowed
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hard. Not tonight, sweetheart. Mom has
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an important work thing she can't miss.
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Sophie's face fell. The sight of her
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disappointment made my chest ache.
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But we came all this way to surprise
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her. I know, honey, I said, pulling her
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close. And she was definitely surprised.
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She just has to finish her work first.
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But guess what? She's all ours tomorrow.
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The whole day. Curtis caught my eye over
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his phone and raised an eyebrow,
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silently, calling me on my bluff. I gave
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him a slight shake of my head, a promise
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to explain later.
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He nodded almost imperceptibly.
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At 15, he was already more man than boy.
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And in that moment, I was grateful for
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his perceptiveness.
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"This is still the best surprise ever,
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Dad," Sophie said, grabbing a French
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fry. "My beautiful, innocent,
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heartbreaking little girl."
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That night, as we walked along the
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Boston Harbor, Sophie skipping ahead and
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pointing out every boat she saw, Curtis
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fell into step beside me. "Mom's
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cheating, isn't she?" he asked quietly.
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I nearly stumbled, caught off guard by
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his directness. "What makes you think
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that?" "The way you're acting. The way
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she looked at you," he shrugged, hands
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deep in his pockets. "Plus, when you
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left to find mom, you came back looking
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like someone died. I don't want to lie
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to you, Dad," he said firmly. "I'm not a
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child anymore. I'd rather know the truth
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than wonder what's happening to our
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family." "Yes," I admitted, my voice
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barely a whisper. I found your mother
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with another man.
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Curtis's jaw tightened, but he didn't
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look surprised.
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I figured she's been different ever
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since she started this consulting gig.
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What happens now? Are you guys getting
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divorced?
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The word felt like a punch to the gut. I
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don't know yet, buddy. This just
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happened.
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I put my arm around his shoulders. But
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whatever happens between your mom and
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me, nothing changes how much we both
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love you and Sophie.
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He was quiet for a moment. "For what
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it's worth, Dad," he said, leaning
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slightly against my side. "I think
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you're doing the right thing. We deserve
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better." His words, so wise beyond his
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years, were both heartbreaking and
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strengthening. "In that moment, my
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15-year-old son was trying to comfort
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me, and it nearly broke me. But it also
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gave me the strength to stand tall.
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We will be okay. I promised him.