When Henry saw the words scrawled across his car, his entire world collapsed in an instant. Hope She Was Worth It. The message, bold and unmistakable, taunted him, tearing through the happiness he had felt just moments ago. He turned to Emily, his pregnant wife, but instead of trust, he saw something else flicker in her eyes—doubt. No matter how much he swore he had never cheated, the damage was already done. But the truth was far worse than betrayal. This wasn’t the work of a scorned lover. This was an attack from someone much closer to him.

When Henry saw the words scrawled across his car, his entire world collapsed in an instant. Hope She Was Worth It. The message, bold and unmistakable, taunted him, tearing through the happiness he had felt just moments ago. He turned to Emily, his pregnant wife, but instead of trust, he saw something else flicker in her eyes—doubt. No matter how much he swore he had never cheated, the damage was already done. But the truth was far worse than betrayal. This wasn’t the work of a scorned lover. This was an attack from someone much closer to him.
When Henry saw the words scrawled across his car, his entire world collapsed in an instant. Hope She Was Worth It. The message, bold and unmistakable, taunted him, tearing through the happiness he had felt just moments ago. He turned to Emily, his pregnant wife, but instead of trust, he saw something else flicker in her eyes—doubt. No matter how much he swore he had never cheated, the damage was already done. But the truth was far worse than betrayal. This wasn’t the work of a scorned lover. This was an attack from someone much closer to him. Claire shifted uncomfortably under Emily’s teary, piercing gaze. Arms crossed, expression unreadable, but Henry saw it in her eyes. Regret. Maybe not entirely. Maybe not in the way she should. But she knew she had crossed a line.