viralverse
Apr 13, 2026 · 3 chapters

I was still holding the grocery bags when Ryan’s hand cracked across my face. “You think I don’t know where you were?” he shouted, his tie loose, his eyes burning. Lettuce rolled across the floor as I tasted blood and stared at the TV behind him—our wedding photo still glowing on the screen. I whispered, “Then you should know I wasn’t alone.” His face went pale when the doorbell rang.

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