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When I asked Jacob about it, he brushed it off smoothly, claiming he had secretly hired someone to help renovate the basement as a surprise. The space had, in fact, been transformed, and for a moment I questioned my own instincts. Still, something lingered.
A quiet voice I had learned not to ignore. That night, driven by concern rather than suspicion alone, I searched for reassurance and instead found a photo from Jacob’s past—him smiling beside a woman who matched Maggie’s description exactly. I took steps to confirm the truth carefully and calmly, ensuring Maggie was safe with family while I gave myself clarity.
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