feel safe.
Now I knew that he’d been keeping an enormous secret from me.
I gently withdrew my hand and told him I was going to bed.
That night, I lay awake for hours.
Julian fell asleep beside me, completely unaware that I’d heard his conversation with Marcus.
At three in the morning, I picked up my phone.
I opened a blank note and wrote down everything I could remember.
Four missing periods of time.
Marcus’s rides home.
Opened bottles of water.
The hidden recording.
Photographs.
Documents.
A woman named Vanessa.
And Julian’s instructions.
Then I wrote one final sentence.
My husband knows exactly what is happening. Do not confront him until the evidence is secure.
I looked at the words for a long time.
Then I saved the note.
The next morning, Julian left for work at his usual time.
He kissed my cheek before walking out.
“Don’t work
