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Six people were sitting in my living room when I came home from work, and not one of them had been invited by me. My husband looked up from the couch, smiled nervously, and said, “Honey, you’re home! We were just wondering what you were making for dinner.” That was the moment I realized something was terribly wrong with my marriage.
Chapter 2 The following morning, Daniel behaved as though nothing unusual had happened. He kissed my cheek, poured himself coffee, and asked whether we needed groceries. I watched him move...