closet door, knowing his next steps were crucial, his future hanging in the balance.

Daniel hurried downstairs to the kitchen, attempting to regain composure and contemplate his next move. Unaware of Elizabeth’s growing suspicions, he prepared a whiskey and soda.

Elizabeth, wearing a mask of controlled emotions, emerged from the bathroom, holding the toiletries bag.

She noticed wet footprints leading to the spare room, unveiling further signs of her husband’s betrayal.

Opening the room door, Elizabeth traced the footprints to the closet. A pink bath towel peeking from the closet sealed the truth. As the towel vanished, Elizabeth stood at a crossroads, contemplating her shattered marriage.

Trembling, she approached the closet door, hesitant to open it.

Unable to confront the possibility, Elizabeth sank to the floor, pouring out her despair.

Tears fell as she addressed the empty air, revealing her heartbreak. “I thought we had the perfect marriage,” she confessed. “I tried my best to save this marriage.

I thought I was brave enough to face his infidelity. But I’m not, I think. You must be more attractive than me…”

The closet door slowly opened, revealing Sophia.

“I’m so sorry,” she uttered. “I didn’t know he was married.”

The two women, bonded by shared pain, sat in silence.

Touched by Sophia’s honesty and regret, Elizabeth felt compassion.

“You have nothing to apologize for. We’re both victims of his lies,” she empathized.

Sophia asked, “What do we do now?”

Elizabeth, wiping away tears, responded with resolve.

“I have an idea.”

Meanwhile, Daniel, unaware of the unfolding drama, sat downstairs, troubled and anxious. He scrolled through Netflix options, taking nervous sips of his whiskey.

Suddenly, a hand covered his eyes from behind, and a playful voice murmured, “Guess who?”

Daniel’s heart raced; the touch sent shivers through him. When Sophia revealed herself, tension filled the room.

“What are you doing?” Daniel hissed, fury evident in his eyes.

“I’m tired of being a secret,” Sophia declared, defiant.

“You can’t just walk around like this.

What if Elizabeth sees you?” Daniel spat.

“That’s the point. I don’t want to be a secret anymore. It’s me or her,” Sophia challenged.

Daniel, realizing the risk, proposed, “Wait here.

We need to be discreet. I’ll come up with a plan.”

Returning with a plan, Daniel said, “I’ll ask for a divorce. Let me drive you home, then I’ll handle Elizabeth.”

As they headed for the door, Daniel handed a blanket and keys to Sophia, instructing her to hide in the car.

With Sophia gone, he panicked when Elizabeth was nowhere to be found.

“Where is she?” he muttered.

***

“I can’t find her!” Daniel told the figure underneath the blanket in the back seat of the car. “Stay hidden until I figure this out.”

He went back inside, searching, growing frantic. “Maybe she’s in the garage!” he thought of his missing wife.

But Elizabeth was not there.

“Where is she?” he grumbled and got inside the car.

“Maybe it’s for the best that I’m ending it,” he said to the figure underneath the blanket, planning to leave Elizabeth.

Suddenly, Sophia appeared at the window. Elizabeth emerged from under the blanket.

“What’s going on here?” Daniel yelped. “What do you two think you’re doing?”

Elizabeth, tearful, confronted Daniel.

“I know something was off for some time. Now I’ve heard it. The whole truth.

It’s over for you!”

Daniel pleaded, “Wait, both of you, just wait. I can explain everything!” he cried, pretending like he was innocent.

Sophia laughed and cut him off. “Explain?” she asked.

“You’ve done enough explaining. Now it’s our turn.”

Elizabeth raised her phone. “Thanks to Sophia’s evidence and my recording, I’ll take everything from you, including our business!” she warned him.

“Look, let’s not overreact,” Daniel urged.

“We can sit down and work this out. It’s just a misunderstanding!”

“A misunderstanding?” Elizabeth scoffed. “Sophia, did you misunderstand my husband’s intentions in any way, perhaps?” she asked.

“Nope,” Sophia said.

“I understood him perfectly. He said he loved me and wanted to divorce you and be with me. But I don’t want this man near me any longer!

He is dead to me.”

“That’s pretty much what I heard, too,” Elizabeth said. She stepped out of the car and stood where Sophia had been moments before, looking down on Daniel.

“You have your divorce, Daniel. I’ll get our business lawyer to draw up the papers.

I’m sure she’ll be happy to do that. I hope you can afford her with what little you’ll have left when we’re through.”

Feeling defeated, Daniel suggested, “I’ll pack a bag and stay with my brother. We can figure things out later, okay?”

Elizabeth dismissed him.

“Goodbye, Daniel! And yeah, keep the car. You can live in it if your brother doesn’t help!”

“Elizabeth, please don’t do this,” Daniel begged.

“It’s done, Daniel.

Goodbye,” Elizabeth concluded, leading Sophia towards the front door.

“How about a drink?” she asked Sophia, and they walked away hand-in-hand.

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