I’d always trusted my husband, but a secret between him and our son made me question everything. When I investigated, I saw something that left me wondering how well I knew the man I’d married.
The first thing I saw when I pushed open that red door was my husband holding another woman’s hand!
The second was the way he looked at her.
“Promise you’ll come back tomorrow,” the woman said.
“You know I will,” Karson replied.
The first thing I saw.
Then he brushed something from her cheek.
My stomach dropped.
I’d followed my husband across town because I suspected he was hiding something. But standing there, watching him touch another woman’s face, I wished I’d stayed home.
My stomach dropped.
Then she asked something that made everything worse. “Your wife still doesn’t know about me, does she?”
Karson shook his head. “Not yet.”
I stepped backward before either of them noticed me.
Whatever Karson was hiding, our five-year-old son also knew about it.
And somehow, that frightened me even more.
Karson shook his head.
***
Karson and I had been married for eight years.
My name’s Lorelei. I’m 32, and our son, Grant, was five.
Grant adored his dad.
They were always inventing games, but recently, their favorite had been “secret agents.”
Grant adored his dad.
They’d crawl around the living room with toy walkie-talkies, hide behind the sofa, and give everything ridiculous code names.
Our kitchen became “Base One.”
My car was “The Blue Eagle.”
Even our dog, Biscuit, became “Agent Fluffy.”
So when Grant started whispering “red door” every morning after Karson left for work, I assumed it was another game.
What happened next changed everything… FULL STORY on the next page.
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