My Husband Went on a Work Trip—Then I Received an Unexpected Call

When my husband, Cameron, left for a business trip with his colleague, I never imagined how much that journey would change our lives. For months, I’d felt the growing distance between us — too many late nights, too many silences that spoke louder than words. When I discovered a shared hotel reservation, my trust cracked….

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