Too Close for Coincidence
What hits me hardest is the location. I recognize the address immediately — it’s eerily close to where he said his “business trip” was taking place. The coincidence is too perfect to ignore. I grab my phone and check the itinerary he once casually mentioned. It aligns almost exactly. Suddenly, the puzzle begins solving itself in front of me.
This real estate isn’t just an investment — it’s part of his secret escape. A private haven. Possibly even a shared space with someone else. The realization is like a punch to the gut. Every lie he told starts to unravel in the shadow of this one address. It’s no longer a question of if he betrayed me — now, it’s about how deep the betrayal runs.
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