After 40 years of marriage, my husband started acting strangely—taking secret calls and hiding his phone. Suspicion grew, and one night, I checked his messages. At first, it was just funny texts with our son, but then I found a conversation with a woman I didn’t know. The text read, “See you at the café tomorrow. I can’t wait to finally meet you.” My heart sank.

The next day, I went to the café early, nervous and filled with dread. When she arrived, she was young and beautiful, and jealousy twisted my stomach. I confronted her, shaking, “Who do you think you are, sneaking around with my husband?”