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I almost walked away. I almost respected his privacy and minded my own business like a good wife should. But something about the subject line of the top email made my blood freeze.
“Can’t wait to see you at the wedding. S”
And what I found destroyed me completely. Months of correspondence, intimate conversations, complaints about me that made my stomach turn. “Amber has no appreciation for the finer things,” he’d written.
“She’s content with mediocrity when I need someone who matches my ambition.”
Stephanie’s response was even worse. “You deserve someone who enhances your success rather than holding you back, Richard. Someone who understands what you’re building.”
But the worst part was the planning.
They weren’t just talking about our marriage problems. They were planning to meet at Michael’s wedding. “Looking forward to finally seeing you Saturday,” Stephanie had written.
“It’s been far too long since we were in the same room.”
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