ELLA'S POVI sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers trembling as I held his phone. The explicit text messages stared back at me, each word cutting into my chest like a knife. The pictures, too, left little to the imagination. I couldn’t believe this. Again. How many times had I ignored the signs? How many times had I convinced myself it was all in my head?Dave walked into the room, his hair slightly messy, wearing that smug smile I once found charming. He didn’t even notice the phone in my hand at first.“Hey, babe,” he said, his voice smooth as ever. He leaned against the doorframe, his eyes trailing over me like I was some prize he already owned. “Are you waiting for me?”I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to keep my voice steady. “Dave, who is this woman?” I held up the phone, my heart pounding.His smile faltered for a second, but he quickly recovered, shrugging nonchalantly. “What woman? You’re overthinking again, Ella.”Overthinking? My jaw clenched as anger bubbled insi
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