Inside Steven’s laptop folder were dozens of photographs, receipts, and documents that made my heart race. I found pictures of a marina restaurant covered in white flowers and candles, an invoice for a custom gold wedding band, and a document titled “Our Wedding.” The date was only three weeks away. Then I opened the guest list. Nearly every one of our closest friends was invited. After thirty years of marriage, I suddenly wondered whether my husband had secretly been planning another wedding behind my back.

Then I found the photograph that shattered me. Steven was standing beside a woman wearing a long ivory wedding dress. Her face was turned away, but seeing my husband smiling beside her made my stomach twist. I had never questioned his annual summer fishing trips with his friends, but suddenly every unexplained detail seemed suspicious. I closed the laptop and sat on the floor, terrified to call him. Exactly one hour later, the doorbell rang. My younger sister Paula stood outside carrying a long white garment bag—and hanging from it were the exact silver heels worn by the mysterious woman in Steven’s photograph.

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