I thought I understood every hidden corner of my husband’s life — until I found a key I’d never seen before. What came after made me question not only my marriage, but the man I had spent three decades loving.

The night Mark was rushed to the hospital, everything unraveled in a blur.

The ambulance. The glaring lights. Words like “complications” and “we need to operate immediately.”

I stayed with him until they pushed him through the double doors and told me I couldn’t follow. The sound of those doors closing echoed inside me longer than it should have.

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