I Found My Husband's Secret Family at a Funeral

Synopsis

On the fifth day of my husband David Brooks's business trip, his distant cousin sent me three hundred dollars out of nowhere. She sent a few voice messages with it. Cousin: [Emily, I saw the obituary David posted. I'm still recovering from childbirth, so I can't make it to your father's funeral. Think about your child. Please take care of yourself and stay strong.] I froze. My heart clenched, and my fingers shook as I opened David's feed. The most recent post was from a week earlier, my dad's birthday dinner. My dad was alive and well, so there was no funeral, and David and I had never had children, so there was no child either. I pushed the panic down and answered her with a couple of short lines. Then I used a dummy account to add David on social media, and the obituary was right there. I drove three hours to the funeral without stopping to think about it. In the middle of that solemn funeral hall, I met the other woman who appeared as David's wife on his page.