Watching Frank's back as he walked upstairs, I stood there with tears burning my eyes. My legs gave out, and I almost lost my balance.I remembered when we first bought this house. Frank had excitedly picked me up and spun me around the living room twice.“Willow, we finally have a home of our own! I'll fill this home, little by little, with our love.”For two whole years, I had poured my heart and soul into furnishing this home.I thought it was a little world that belonged to just Frank and me, until the first time Frank gave Rachel the door passcode.The first time, she was picking up some documents for him. The second time, she was making food for his mother in his place...Then, little by little, I began noticing my home slippers, new shirts from my walk-in closet, and brand-new jewelry I'd just bought, still unopened, showing up on Rachel.Frank kept explaining that Rachel was his childhood friend. I kept changing the door passcode, and he kept sending Rachel the new one.
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