I didn't see any signs because they hid it very, very well. Expert like, well... My suspicions started when I found the same number twice - once in the car and the second in a notebook with designs drawn around it. I researched and found the name...it was the OM. But no proof, really. It wasn't until a month or two later that the first trick of mine got to admit that she had been talking to him. But, like a fool, I believed that they were done. Still, my gut was telling me something wasn't right. No proof..until the OMs wife called. And then Boom...
There are moments in this life when you are so confident in the rightness of your actions, that not even for a second do you consider the option that you might be wrong.
