Shattered Masks
I had just returned from a business trip. The moment I stepped through the door, I scooped my wife into my arms and rushed her straight to the bathroom for a steamy shower together.
We were kissing passionately when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something: the toilet seat was flipped up.
I froze.
Seven years ago, my wife had read a post online claiming that when men pee standing up, bacteria splash onto the seat. She begged me to sit down to pee for the sake of her health.
I have kept that promise. For seven years of marriage, that seat has never been up.
A knot formed in my stomach, but the bathroom was spotless, so clean it looked staged, not a single stray hair anywhere.
Then I noticed the shower temperature. It was set five degrees lower than her usual 43°C.
Men like cooler showers. Women like them hotter…
At that moment, I knew, Ruby Lynch had cheated on me.