For three years, I believed I knew everything about the man I married. But one forgotten notebook changed everything, and now I question whether any of it was real.
When I volunteered to clean out Grandma’s dusty attic, I thought I’d just find old quilts and baby pictures. I never expected the locked door… or what was behind it.
I was just putting laundry away when I found it—an old, yellowed envelope buried beneath socks. What I read inside made me question everything I thought I knew about our marriage.