Wife Exposes Husband's Affair at Gala

Synopsis

I noticed it on a quiet Tuesday morning. The toilet seat was up. It might seem trivial to most people, but in five years of marriage, Alexis had never once lifted the toilet seat for me. Not once. He'd always been considerate that way, making sure everything was just as I liked it. But that morning, as I stepped into our pristine white bathroom, the raised seat stood out like a red flag against snow. "That's odd," I murmured to myself, lowering it before going about my routine. When Alexis emerged from the shower, water droplets still clinging to his dark hair, I mentioned it casually. "You lifted the toilet seat this morning?" His hand paused briefly as he reached for his toothbrush. "Did I? Just being thoughtful, I guess." A nervous laugh escaped him, and his eyes—those deep brown eyes I'd fallen for years ago—darted away from mine in the mirror. Something cold settled in my stomach, but I pushed it away. After five years of what everyone called a model marriage, surely I wasn't going to worry about a toilet seat. But the feeling lingered. --- Three weeks later, I decided to surprise Alexis by cleaning his car before an important client meeting. He'd been working late nights at the office, coming home with his shoulders tight with stress. The least I could