John seemed like the perfect husband, but he was living a double life. What started as excitement turned into a web of lies.
Helen noticed—the late-night texts, the excuses, the perfume that wasn’t hers. She stayed quiet, watching and waiting.
John told himself he could manage both worlds, but each lie chipped away at their marriage. Helen’s silence wasn’t blindness—it was strength. And the truth was only a matter of time.