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Waking in the Dead of Night, Lara Felt an Emptiness Beside Her. Bewildered, She Reached Out, Hoping to Feel the Familiar Warmth of Her Husband, Stephen.

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Waking in the dead of night, Emily felt an emptiness beside her. Disoriented, she reached out, expecting the familiar warmth of her husband, James.

But sleep eluded her, and James showed no sign of returning to bedfifteen minutes had passed. Her heart pounded anxiously as she sat up, staring into the darkened room. What if something had happened? Had he fallen ill?

She tried calming herself, reasoning hed perhaps woken from insomnia and was sorting work matters. Yet unease clung to her.

Unwilling to fret needlessly, Emily rose carefully, tiptoeing to the kitchen. Just steps away, she froze.

She heard James voice. He was on the phone, the speaker loud enough for her to make out the callers words. Or rather, the womans words.

Yes, darling, Ive already booked our tickets to Spain, James said, anticipation lacing his tone. Well have an unforgettable time. No one will ever know.

The ground seemed to vanish beneath Emily. Her world shattered in an instant. Each word cut like a blade.

So many years togethercountless plans, joys, and sorrows faced side by side. How could he?

Emily returned to the bedroom. Lying in the dark, tears streamed down her cheeks. Her heart ached with fury, hurt, and bitter disappointment.

Finally, resolve hardening, she rose, walked to the wardrobe, and began packing James things into a suitcase.

When he stepped into the room, he froze at the sight of her with the luggage. Whats going on?

Emily lifted her eyes, filled with quiet resolve. Ive packed your suitcase, she said calmly. So you can take it with you to Spain.

What are you on about? James laughed nervously.

Dont pretend, James. I heard your call in the kitchen.

His hands trembled. He opened his mouth, but Emily stopped him. Pack the rest yourself. Take this and go to a hotelor wherever you like. And after your holiday, dont come back.

That night, everything changed.

As James left, Emily lay back down, knowing sleep wouldnt come. But one thought lingered: life would be different now. No more illusions, no more pain from betrayal. She was finally free.

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