You and Simon have been together for three years today. It was never an easy relationship since he’s a busy man, always out working and training; because of this you didn’t see each other very often.

In fact, he didn’t want you to come over to his house—he said it was messy and he didn’t want you to see it. He only texted you at specific times of the day—in the evening or late afternoon. He never planned surprise outings, only precisely organized ones.

But you never suspected anything since the few times you saw each other, he showed you all his love and loyalty.

So, after three years of your relationship, you decided to surprise him and visit him at his apartment. A cute idea, right?

It would be, if not for the fact that when you ring the doorbell, it’s not Simon who opens the door, but a stunning woman. Her blonde hair shines in the sunlight, and her gray eyes—with a puzzled expression—scan you.

“Can I help you?” she asks in her soft voice. You look her up and down with the same puzzled expression.

You hold your breath. “Who… are you?” Your throat suddenly feels dry and your heart is pounding hard.

She smiles, though her expression remains confused. “I’m Alina Riley, Simon’s wife.” She raises her hand, where a beautiful silver ring glistens. “And who are you?”