Grace came home earlier than expected—and froze the moment she saw her husband carefully dripping liquid from a small black vial onto her pillow.
Grace came home earlier than expected—and froze the moment she saw her husband carefully dripping liquid from a small black vial onto her pillow.
She slipped behind an armchair, pulled out her phone, and started recording.
Then she heard him whisper into the phone.
"It's done. She'll never suspect a thing."
A chill raced down her spine.
Before she could back away, Nathan suddenly stopped.
"Grace?" he called.
Her heart nearly stopped.
He knew someone was in the apartment.
But before he could search the room, his phone rang.
The moment he answered, his expression changed.
Without another word, he grabbed his keys and rushed out the door.
Grace waited until the silence returned.
Then she slowly stepped toward the bed.
The pillow was still damp from whatever he had poured onto it.
As she lifted it, she found a sealed envelope hidden underneath.
Across the front, written in familiar handwriting, were two words:
For Grace.
With trembling hands, she opened it.
Inside was a single photograph.
One look was enough to shatter everything she believed about her life.
The man she had been married to for six years...
...might not be her real husband.
As she reached for the rest of the evidence, the apartment door suddenly unlocked again.
Someone had come back.
But if Nathan had already left...
Who was opening the door?
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