I Caught My Husband Cheating with My Younger Half Sister – I Didn’t Scream, Just Invited Her Over the Next Day

“I made a mistake,” she whispered. “It just happened. I didn’t plan it.

He… he came on to me.”

I nodded slowly. “Of course he did. That’s how it always works.

And I guess you just tripped and fell into his arms, then his lap.”

“Nina,” she tried, reaching out. “Please, I never wanted to hurt you.”

“Funny,” I said, pulling my hand away, “because you did it anyway. Repeatedly.”

I let the silence stretch.

It wasn’t the dramatic kind, but the kind that weighs down the room like fog. She glanced at the door, calculating her escape, but I wasn’t done yet.

“Wait,” I said. “Before you go… there’s someone who wanted to say something first.”

That got her attention.

She looked around, confused, and then the door to the guest room creaked open.

My father stepped into the kitchen.

He had come early with my stepmother, and they had been watching the live feed from the other room. See, Mia is my father’s daughter from his second marriage. He’s always preferred her—his golden girl.

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