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I found out my husband went on a secret fifteen-day trip with the woman he calls his work wife. When he came home, I asked one simple question that wiped the smile off his face.
“Do you know what illness she has?”
“Do you know what illness she has?”
Those words came out of my mouth so calmly, so casually, like I was asking about the weather or what he wanted for dinner. But the moment they hit the air between us, I watched my husband’s face drain of color. His laptop bag slipped from his shoulder and crashed onto our hardwood floor. His hand went to his throat like he couldn’t breathe.
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