Love Buried in Lies

Summary

Someone texted me halfway through the wedding. The message read, "I had sex with your husband. Doesn't matter if you don't believe it."

The message hit me like a hammer, and I stood petrified. Then, the texter sent another message, "Second pocket on the inside of his coat. There's a used condom there from last night. Strawberry. We were setting up the room, and one thing led to another.

"We did it everywhere. Balcony, kitchen, and even in your car. He's not allergic to women. He'd gladly sleep with someone before marriage. He lied to you."