Unexpected Revelations

I came home earlier than usual. The first thing I noticed was a second mug on the

table. I don’t drink from mugs like that, so I knew someone else had been there.

Then I heard voices from the bedroom. A man’s voice. Quiet, but clear enough

to make my stomach drop. I walked down the hall, trying not to breathe

too loud. I heard the man say, “He can’t know about this yet.” That

was all I needed to hear. I pushed the door open. He jumped when he

saw me, holding an envelope like it was something dangerous. I asked him directly,

“How long has this been going on?” He tried to explain, but I cut him off. I told him I wasn’t