I Thought Our Country House Was a Safe Haven—Until I Went There Alone and Learned What My Husband Had Been Hiding
I went to our country house without telling my husband. At the time, I told myself it was nothing more than a spontaneous decision—a quiet weekend getaway to clear my head. But deep down, I knew there was another reason. Something had felt off for weeks. Late nights. Distracted conversations. The way he would pause…