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She told me he had seen a single photo she posted online and inserted himself into her life again. With us. As props.
That was the moment something fundamental broke inside me.
That night, I confronted him.
He denied. Deflected. Tried to minimize it. Then blamed me for overhearing. For following him. For daring to know the truth.
When none of that worked, he went quiet.
I told him I was filing for divorce.
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