My Husband Started Bringing Home Flowers Every Friday – One Day I Found a Note in the Bouquet and Followed Him After Work

But the only secret he was keeping… was kindness.

I walked over and touched Erika’s hand. She blinked at me.

Then smiled like I was someone she liked, even if she didn’t know why.

“You’re pretty,” she whispered.

My throat tightened. “You’re sweet.”

Dan stepped beside me. “I wanted to protect you, Ada,” he said.

“But I should’ve trusted you.”

“Yeah,” I whispered. “You should’ve.”

But I wasn’t mad anymore. How could I be?

Now, almost every other day, Dan still visits Erika.

Sometimes I go with him. I bring cookies. Flowers, sometimes.

And Erika, the girl I once thought of as the threat, beams when she sees us.

Last week, she asked if I wanted to be her best friend.

I said yes. Because how could I not?

When someone’s mind is stuck in a time they barely understand, the only familiar face becomes their entire world. And mine, the man I thought might’ve been betraying me, turned out to be that kind of face for someone else.

Continue reading…