During my night shift, my husband, my sister, and my three-year-old son were brought in unconscious. When I tried to rush to them, a medical colleague silently stopped me.

Her gaze softened, but she didn’t contradict me. She opened another file.

—This was found on your husband’s phone.

Messages between Daniel and Mariana appeared on the screen. At first they were normal… then too close… and then, impossible to deny. A secret romance that had been going on for almost a year.

My heart was broken into pieces, but it wasn’t over yet.

The detective swiped to one more message.