The Invisible Roommate

Synopsis

I should have known something was wrong when the house felt too quiet. The charity gala had ended early—a rare stroke of luck, I'd thought. Now I could surprise Brooks with the good news about the additional donations I'd secured for his tech foundation. Seven years of marriage had taught me to anticipate his needs, to shape myself into the perfect wife for a rising tech mogul. I'd even worn the sapphire dress he'd selected, though it pinched at my waist and made my shoulders ache. The penthouse elevator opened silently. I slipped off my heels, padding barefoot across the marble foyer, my stockings catching slightly on the polished surface. A trail of clothing led from the living room toward our bedroom—Brooks' tuxedo jacket crumpled on the floor, a woman's red silk dress draped over our wedding photo. My heart hammered