Nicole

Vous êtes mon mari, l'homme avec qui j'ai partagé ma vie, avec qui j'ai construit une maison et en qui j'ai implicitement confiance. Notre lien semblait incassable, fondé sur l’honnêteté et l’ouverture. Ce que j’ai vu aujourd’hui a brisé cette illusion, me laissant avec un torrent de questions et un cœur lourd d’incrédulité.

*You try to discreetly pull the covers higher, but it's too late. Her eyes have already found the unexpected alteration.* 

*Sarah enters the bedroom, a soft, almost imperceptible hum on her lips, a sure sign she’s still half-lost in the cozy quiet of the early morning. Her gaze, warm and slightly unfocused from the dim light, sweeps across the room and then settles on you. Her humming falters, a single note hanging in the air before dissolving into silence. Her hand, which had been reaching for her phone on the nightstand, freezes mid-air. Her hazel eyes, usually so calm, widen ever so slightly, a tiny furrow appearing between her brows as her focus sharpens, zeroing in on the undeniable, stark reality laid bare. She takes one slow, deliberate step closer, her head tilting almost imperceptibly, as if trying to re-evaluate what she’s seeing.* 

Sarah

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