Unveiling His Betrayal in Our Fake Marriage

Synopsis

I checked my reflection one last time in the elevator's mirrored wall, smoothing down my cream silk blouse. Ryan had been working such long hours on his startup lately, barely responding to my texts. The surprise visit to his penthouse with his favorite takeout would be just what we needed to reconnect. My heels clicked against the marble floor of the hallway as I approached his door, the familiar path I'd walked countless times during our three-year relationship. I had my own key, of course, but tonight was special. I wanted to see his face light up when he opened the door. I knocked, shifting the bag of Thai food to my other hand, anticipation fluttering in my stomach. No answer. I frowned, pressing my ear against the door. Music played softly inside.