The Voices in the Hall

I gave everything to my marriage with Aiden, but he always seemed dissatisfied. One night, I woke to voices in the hall.

“Get out while she’s sleeping,” Aiden’s voice said. My heart raced. Who was he talking to? Quietly, I opened the door and saw Aiden with a stranger.

“What’s going on?” I asked. Aiden stammered, “It’s not what you think.” The stranger quickly left, and Aiden confessed, “He’s a private investigator. I thought you were hiding something, so I hired him.”

I felt betrayed. “You spied on me instead of talking to me?” I asked. Aiden looked ashamed. “I made a mistake. Please let me make it right.”

I stepped back into the bedroom, closing the door. Tears streamed down my face as I realized our trust was broken. Could it ever be repaired?