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Daniel.
My husband.
Of eighteen years.
Standing only a few feet away.
His face drained of every drop of color.
Two hours earlier, I hadn’t even known another woman existed.
Daniel had told me he was attending a weekend business conference at a luxury hotel two hours from our town.
It wasn’t unusual.
He traveled several times a year.
That Saturday morning, however, his company receptionist accidentally called me.
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