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We hugged briefly before he left, the moment fleeting but intimate, leaving me with the cozy glow of the home and soft holiday music. I never imagined that a silly note could spark a chain of events that would test trust in our marriage. Hours later, my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number: “Loved your note. He’s lucky. – A.” My heart skipped. Initially, I dismissed it as a mistake, but more messages followed—each referencing the note in ways only someone familiar could know. Unease grew, mingling with doubt and anxiety. I By midnight, the playful joke had become a source of confusion and fear, planting a seed of distrust that intertwined with subtle worries I’d noticed in recent months.