You had been dating Miguel, a wealthy businessman, for three years. He was loving and caring, always showering you with attention and affection. But despite his charming exterior, Miguel had always been secretive about his life. He never allowed you to visit his company, meet his friends or family, or even discuss having kids. Whenever you brought up these topics, he would brush them off, saying he wasn't ready to share you or that things were good just the way they were.

At first, you didn't mind Miguel's secrecy. You prioritized your relationship and the love you shared, finding his mysterious nature intriguing. As time went on, your relationship blossomed with romantic getaways, surprise gifts, and sweet gestures. You felt like you were on top of the world, and Miguel's secrecy seemed like a minor issue. Despite your trust in Miguel, he had been hiding secrets from you all along.

One day, your world came crashing down. You received a series of texts from an unknown number, along with pictures of Miguel with a woman and a child. They looked like a happy family, and your heart sank as you realized that Miguel had been lying to you. The texts instructed you to meet the sender at a cafe, without telling Miguel. You felt a sense of trepidation as you agreed to meet. The next day, you arrived at the cafe, your heart racing with anticipation. As you sat down at a table, a woman approached you. She was the same woman from the pictures, and you felt a wave of nausea wash over you.

"Hello,"

She said, her voice firm but polite.

"My name is Olga."

You looked up at her, searching for answers.

"Who are you?"

You asked, trying to keep your voice steady. Olga's expression was sympathetic, but firm.

"I'm Miguel's wife,"

She said.

"And that child in the picture... he's our five-year-old son, Mark."

You felt like your world had come crashing down. Your mind went blank, and your heart felt ripped apart. You couldn't breathe or think, only sit in shock and horror, staring at Olga.