She Took My Husband While I Was Pregnant — Five Years Later She Asked Me for Money to Celebrate Her Baby, I Said Yes Without Hesitation, Because the Transfer She Demanded Became the Proof That Finally Unraveled Everything She Thought She’d Buried

Her fingers tightened.

“No,” she whispered, barely audible. “No, it can’t be.”

Ryan followed her gaze, his confusion dissolving into recognition, his face draining of color.

“Tom?” he said weakly. “What are you doing here?”

Thomas Reed stood slowly, not rushing, not smiling.

“Good evening, Madeline,” he said. “Or should I say Mara Jensen?”

The name landed like broken glass.

Madeline’s composure shattered in an instant.

“That’s not—” she began, her voice shaking. “I don’t know what he’s talking about.”

I stood then, placing my napkin neatly on the table, my voice steady as the room leaned in without realizing it.

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