I used to love being in his embrace, resting my head against his chest and listening to his strong, steady heartbeat. It always made me feel so safe. But now, all I wanted was to get as far away from him as possible.
Not long after, Dexter fell asleep. His breathing became steady and soft.
His phone lay beside him. He had never set any defenses against me and I'd never felt the need to check it due to my trust in him. But tonight, I wanted to look.
I entered the password and his phone unlocked immediately. I searched through his WhatsApp, Instagram and other apps, but found nothing incriminating.
The person he messaged the most was his assistant, Scarlett Donovan. Their conversations were strictly about work, normal, professional, with no hint of anything inappropriate.
Yet, I trusted my instincts. There was no way he had no contact with that woman. I just hadn't found the evidence yet.
Just as I was about to put his phone down, something struck me as odd, my husband, who never shopped online, had installed the Amazon app.
I opened Amazon and checked the order center first, it was empty. He hadn't purchased anything there.