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Dorchester Center, MA 02124
For all these years, I saw my husband as a trustworthy and loyal man. He was my rock, and I never had any reason to doubt his fidelity. But everything changed the day I needed to do a quick calculation and used his iPhone.
It was a coincidence. My phone was out of reach, and his was right there. I opened the calculator app and, by accident, swiped my finger on the screen. That was when I noticed something unusual: the calculator displayed a history of previous calculations.
At first, I found it amusing. Some of the calculations were absurdly simple, almost childish. But then, something made me freeze: a calculation involving the number 85,000.
At that moment, my mind was transported to an event that had occurred two months prior. I remembered when I was using our home computer and, while trying to retrieve a link from the browser history, I accidentally clicked on another one. It took me to a website selling luxury handbags.
Initially, I didn’t think much of it. After all, it could have been just an accidental click. But something caught my attention: that website had been visited repeatedly, at least ten times.
I was intrigued. My husband had never shown interest in luxury goods, and besides, we never had the financial means for such extravagances. When I asked him about it, his response was vague: he said he was thinking of surprising me with a special gift.
However, his explanation didn’t make sense. First, because I never liked luxury items. Second, because he knew that very well. So why would he be interested in an 85,000 reais handbag?
At the time, I let it go. But standing there, looking at that number in the calculator, the missing piece of the puzzle finally fell into place.
A bad feeling took over me. My instincts screamed that something was wrong. For the first time in our marriage, I decided to act with suspicion and began to observe him more closely.
I checked his phone but found nothing incriminating. That’s when I took a drastic step: I decided to visit his office unannounced. And that’s where I discovered the truth.
At the reception, I saw his young secretary. Beside her sat an elegant red handbag.
The same handbag he had bookmarked on the website.
I was paralyzed. My heart raced, and my breath caught in my throat. But I already knew the answer before even confronting him.
That night, I went home and packed his things. I put everything outside. When he arrived, I tried to keep my voice steady and hold back my tears. I simply said:
— Stay with the person you think deserves your expensive gifts.
He didn’t try to defend himself. He didn’t apologize. He just lowered his head, speechless.
Days later, a mutual friend confirmed what I already suspected: my husband had been having an affair with that woman for five years.
Divorce was inevitable. Today, I feel freer than ever. I don’t hold hatred, just contempt. But if there’s one thing I truly despise now, it’s luxury brands. Every time I see a designer handbag, I remember the price of betrayal: 85,000 reais and ten years of lies.
Sometimes, the truth hides where we least expect it. In my case, it remained concealed for years… inside a simple calculator app.