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Back in the airport terminal, John’s hands trembled as he dialed his lawyer’s number. He didn’t need to hear her explanation. He didn’t need to wait for her to “fix” it. The photo she sent was supposed to be a simple picture of her relaxing at home, but she had grown careless. In the reflection of the mirror behind her—a detail she thought she had hidden—John saw something that shouldn’t have been there. It was a piece of evidence so damning that it turned his love into instant, cold fury. “Please prepare the divorce papers,” he whispered into the phone.
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