PART 1

Four months after our twin boys were born, my husband Daniel began turning off his location every time he left the house.

He blamed technical glitches.

Then exhaustion.

Then me.

When money started disappearing from our emergency account and his phone became permanently locked, I became convinced there was another woman.

So one afternoon, I followed him.

What I found was something I never imagined.

A teenage girl stood beneath an oak tree holding a box of photographs of our twins.

Then she looked at my husband and said:

“I don’t want more pictures, Dad. I want the truth.”

I stopped walking.

Dad?

Daniel turned and saw me.

His face went pale.