While I was out for coffee one day, I saw my husband Ryan. Just as I was about to call out to him, my phone buzzed. Ryan texted me. What? I looked up. Looked down. Then replied to the message that said, “some food in the fridge expired, should i throw it out?”. my reply was quick. “what are you doing right now?”.. A minute passed and my phone buzzed again.

“Cleaning the house.” He wasn’t lying. The security footage of our house showed exactly that. Just then I heard Ryan speak to some friends. “can’t wait to break up with [user], god she’s annoying. v’s (his ex) so much better than her.”

His friend replied “when will you break up with her?” He paused. “i’ll get alex to do it for me. he’s been faking it pretty good so far.” Alex. his twin brother.. that was my answer.

A few days passed and while I was half asleep one night his phone rang, Alex picked it up and headed to the balcony. It was Ryan, frantic about getting Alex to break up with me quick, “to save him and v from drama” Alex had no reply and opened our bedroom door, he saw me “You heard that.. i assume.?” He spoke softly. I nodded. “Seems like you’ve known for awhile.” “I have.”