22 August 2026

My husband stood in front of the mirror, fixing his shirt like he was heading out on a date—not to work.

And most of all… after the message I saw the night before:

“I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow. Don’t forget the perfume I like.”

Signed—Carolina.

The new secretary.

Elegant name. Too elegant.

I took a slow breath.

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