He left for work earlier than usual, came home looking exhausted, and occasionally sat alone in the living room long after everyone else had gone to bed. Whenever I asked whether something was wrong, he smiled faintly and said, “Just work, sweetheart. Nothing you need to worry about.”
I believed him because I wanted to believe him.
That afternoon, I decided to surprise him with lunch. I imagined his face lighting up when he saw me standing in the doorway. Perhaps we would eat together, laugh about the children, and remember the days when we used to sneak away for lunch during his breaks.
I had no idea that, within minutes of arriving at his office, I would begin questioning everything I thought I knew about my husband.
The Unexpected Question
When I arrived at Daniel’s workplace, the receptionist greeted me with a smile. Several employees were moving between offices, carrying folders and talking quietly.
