I froze. Lauren wasn’t David’s lover—she was helping him plan a surprise anniversary party. I had misread everything.
For two days, I stayed in a motel, unable to face anyone. Then, on the third day, Lauren found me at a café. She sat down and told me the truth—David was her brother, and Max was his nephew. David had been protecting her from an abusive ex, not cheating.
My heart filled with regret. Outside, David waited with Max, and I finally realized how wrong I had been. We hugged, and Lauren suggested we grab ice cream to celebrate our fresh start.
That night, we laughed and shared stories, celebrating not just our anniversary, but a new beginning.
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