Mona’s POV: My. Husband. Is. Gay. The truth kept echoing over and over in my skull. A brutal, unending rhythm. I stood frozen, his phone a dead weight in my hand. I didn't know whether to scream or collapse. I was just... hollow. All this time, I'd believed he was buried in work, too exhausted for me. I never imagined he was bending over for another man. *Moon Goddess, what did I do to deserve this?* Just as the ground felt like it was giving way, his voice cut through the silence. "Babe, I think I left my..." My husband appeared from the hallway, a towel secured around his waist. His steps faltered as he took in my stricken face. "...phone." I could only stare, silent tears carving paths through my makeup. What other lies were hidden behind that concerned expression? "Mona?" he asked, stepping closer. "Are you okay?" A short, disbelieving laugh burst from me, the sound sharp in the tense air. "Are you seriously asking me if I'm okay?" I whispered, the laug
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