She Said I Was Overthinking. Three Years Later, I Found Out the Truth.
I used to think betrayal was something that happened to other people. The kind of drama you scroll past on Reddit or whisper about over wine—not something that would ever invade my life.
Michael and I built what I thought was a solid, quiet life. Movie nights on the couch. Sunday morning coffee runs. Shared jokes no one else understood. And through it all, there was Anna—my best friend since high school, my maid of honor, and the sister I never had.
When I became pregnant, I thought it was another beautiful chapter in our story. But then Michael changed.
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