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Just three days before our silver wedding anniversary.
I discovered his secret, a tiny underground room.
From wall to ceiling, it was plastered with countless photos of another woman.
Apparently, from his thirties to his sixties, someone else had occupied his heart.
Those crucial business trips, those exotic decorative pieces.
Everything now made sense, as I gazed at their beaming faces in the photos.
I looked down at my own hands, marked with wrinkles and age spots.
Suddenly, I felt utterly exhausted.

He Adorned the Basement With Photos Of His First Love

"When I was younger, I made a lot of mistakes that hurt you, but I assure you, Garrison and I are just regular friends."


"If you don't want to see me, I'll keep my distance from now on. Don't let me be the cause of strife between you two."


Myra's words were beautifully crafted, absolving both herself and Garrison of any wrongdoing.


Now it seemed as if I was the unreasonable one, nitpicking about Garrison's normal friendships.


She was still the same as before, always putting on an act.


"Pearl, Myra's right, but I think we don't need to make everyone's relationships so tense. Weren't you two good friends once? Why now..."


"Good friends? How dare you say that? Don't you know what happened between us?"


Garrison fell silent, and Myra stepped in.


"Garrison, please step out for a moment."


After hearing Myra's words, Garrison hesitated about whether to leave.


Chapter 6