My Husband’s Regret, Not My Problem—Short Story
At first, I see nothing, but after a few seconds of ruffling, Gwen sets her phone down beside her, in a way that it captures her upper body, along with the head of another on her chest…bare chest.
I slap a hand to my mouth, realizing that she’s naked, but I shake my head in denial. Regardless of how familiar it looks, that head has to belong to someone else. Not Daniel.
Tears rush to my eyes, held back by a thin barrier, when Gwen’s sultry voice starts. “Tell me again how much you enjoyed my body today, baby.”
I feel my ears start to ring as Daniel’s voice filters through the speaker, saying explicit things that he has never said to me before in response to Gwen.
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