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Sarah Floyd's husband, Paul Floyd, was the kind of man everyone called the perfect husband. In three years of marriage, he never forgot a single anniversary. He peeled every shrimp for her without being asked. Every night, he came home at exactly 9:30 PM, never a minute early, never a minute late, like someone had programmed him that way. Her friends envied her for marrying the love of her life. But only Sarah knew there was something deeply unsettling hiding underneath all that perfection. Paul never let her enter his studio. Sometimes, she caught the scent of a woman's perfume on him, a soft, sweet smell that didn't belong in their home. The worst part was that it was the exact perfume her late sister, Jocelyn Row, used to love. Then one day, an anonymous package showed up at her door. Inside was a voice recorder. Sarah pressed play. Paul's gentle voice came through first, warm and familiar. Then came another woman's laughter, soft and charming. That woman's voice sounded exactly like Sarah's.