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My husband, Adam Foster, drove me to meet my best friend, Flora Lane, for coffee and snacks, but in the passenger seat crevice, I found a used condom and an earring. I arrived at the restaurant in a daze. Flora hugged me with a smile, but the single earring left on her ear pierced my heart in an instant. I didn't say a word. That night, I knocked on the door of my husband's best friend, Michael Quinn. Later, Adam roared at me with reddened eyes, asking me why. I just smiled softly, leaning against Michael beside me. "Plenty of people have had their little flings in the passenger seat. You're hardly special," I said.