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    Everyone knew how to talk about morals and principles.

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    But actually living by them? That was hard. It felt like being skinned alive,yer byyer.

    “Susanna, are you asking me to just put up with it?” I asked calmly.

    b“/bIt’s not about putting up with it. I just think you should have a proper talk with Shawn. If he has any other intentions, you need to put a stop to them early on. No marriage is perfect- every couple stumbles along the way. Women are like water, amodating everything. Tiffany, we’ve been family for six years. We’ve had our disagreements, but we’ve always managed to understand each other. There’s no problem that can’t be solved withmunication.” Susanna didn’t say it directly, but I knew she wanted me topromise.

    In my past life, Ipromised. And what did that

    get me?

    I didn’t want to defend myself or argue. I simply asked, “Susanna, if the one being suspected of cheating today was me, would you be telling Shawn to be understanding? To consider how hard it is for me to raise a child, that it’s normal to have a wandering mind, and that he should have a heart–to–heart with me and gently guide me back?”

    “Tiffany, what do you mean?” Susanna’s voice rose. “Are you going to make a fuss about this?”

    That was as far as the conversation needed to go. I had nothing more to say.

    “Susanna, this is between me and Shawn. Please stay out of it. And as formunication- bwe’ve /btried, but it hasn’t gotten us anywhere. I’m busy right now, so I’m hanging up.” I hung up before she could say anything.

    I leaned back in my chair, a chill creeping into my heart.

    Shawn fooled around and I was the one everyone expected to be understanding.

    Why? Because I didn’t bring in money. Because I relied on him.

    Indeed, when you had no power and ie, being treated unfairly became a daily routine.

    Around noon, Shawn returned. I was on a call, finalizing the delivery of decorative pieces for the hotel–this shipment included a wide selection of artwork from Francia and Italeen.

    He walked in without knocking, wearing a ck shirt. Normally, he’d look sharp and polished, but that day his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was flushed with anger.

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    I quickly hung up as he dragged out a chair and sat down across from bme/b.

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    “What did you say to my mom?” Shawn asked, his voice tense and barely holding back his

    anger.

    I rested my hands on the desk, keeping my tone polite. “Not much. What did she say to you?”

    Shawn stared at me. Maybe it was because I wasn’t reacting the way I used to–no tension, no backing down. I was calm and steady, as if we were just discussing the weather.

    “This is between us. Keep my mother out of it, and don’t bring up Queena to her again.” Shawn’s brow furrowed with annoyance. It seemed that even for him, having an affair was still shameful, and even the usually gentle Shawn was showing anger about it.

    I nodded. “Got it. But just so you know, I didn’t bring it up to her–your sister did.”

    Shawn’s expression stiffened. He lowered his gaze, thinking for a moment before saying, “I’ll make sure Hazel keeps quiet. And if my mom brings it up again, just don’t say anything.”

    I looked up at him, locking eyes. “So I’m supposed to stay silent and wait for her toe and scold me? Falling in love might be between two people, but marriage involves two families. Sooner orter, my parents are going to find out, too.”

    “Then watch what you say. How many times do I have to tell you? Queena and I are just colleagues. I’ve known her longer than I’ve known you–we’ve been friends since high school. If she was ever going to rece you, she would’ve been my wife a long time ago.” Shawn looked frustrated, as if he couldn’t believe I was being so unreasonable.

    It hit me like a heavy blow straight to the chest.

    My heart ached with a suffocating pain. iYes/ii, /iiShawn /iihad /iiclearly /iidone /iiwrong/i, iyet /iisomehow /iihe /iispoke /ilike he was in ithe /iiright/ii. /i

    Were all those experiences from my past life just lies I told myself? Did I imagine everything?

    I sighed and looked up at him. Shawn looked much the same as when we first met–still young and handsome. His career had refined him, tempering his youthful impulsiveness with the calm and collected demeanor of a mature man. Logically, I should’ve loved him more. He’d be my dream husband: rich, young, and handsome

    But, loving a man who didn’t love you was self–inflicted pain. The more you reflected on the depth of your past love, the deeper the wound became.

    “Shawn, I’ve been waiting for you to say those words,” I said calmly. “And now, you finally have.”

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    Shawn’s eyes flickered, then, irritated. “Tiffany, do you really have to take this to the point of no return?b” /b

    Seeing that Shawn didn’t even have the energy to talk, it seemed I’d hit a nerve. He bwas /beither flustered or in pain. Either way, if there was nothing going on, why would he look so guilty?

    Maybe there wasn’t anything going on between him and Queena now, but they must have had feelings for each other once. I just caught on too early, interrupting the sweet progress of their rtionship.

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