My husband Brian was never the romantic type, so when he surprised me with a prepaid spa weekend, I was touched. “Relax,” he said. “We’ll leave for the family trip tomorrow — I’m getting an work award there, remember?”
The spa was bliss. Until I got a text from my friend Laura:
“WHERE ARE YOU? JUST SAW YOUR KIDS, BRIAN… AND SOME WOMAN ALL OVER HIM.”
Attached was a photo — Brian, our kids, his parents… and his ASSISTANT. Way too close.
“They were holding hands,” Laura whispered. “I even saw them kiss.”
