When I found my passport, my boyfriend of ten years, Kaden Zacarias, coincidentally returned.As usual, he wrapped his arms around me from behind and put his chin on the crook of my neck. The faint cedar scent invaded my nose instantly.It was the scent of the perfume I hated the most, as it was like a blatant provocation."What are you doing, wifey? Why aren't you waiting for me in the living room?" Kaden asked.On usual days, I would be seated on the couch, waiting for him to come home from work. I would then greet him with a warm kiss to ease his fatigue from that day's work.But today, my gaze was fixed on his coat.I had gifted him that coat last month. In the news broadcast earlier, Kaden wore this black coat while holding hands with Gwendolyn Crawford. The two of them stood closely together like they were the couple of the year.The Flarian media had touted them as the "perfect match" while congratulating the Zacariases and the Crawfords for this joyful union.But when I
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