I hadn’t traveled for work in years. The guilt ate at me as I packed my suitcase.
“Don’t worry about the kids,” Daniel said, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
“I’ve got everything handled. Might even take some time off to bond with them.”
I leaned into him, feeling relieved and grateful. “You’re amazing.
I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“You’ll never have to find out.”
That was the last time I believed anything he’d say.
The third night in that sterile hotel room, I was drowning in spreadsheets and presentations when my phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. I almost ignored it completely.
You see, my phone had cracked right before the trip, so I borrowed Daniel’s spare phone for the week. I assumed it was probably spam, but curiosity got the better of me.
The image loaded slowly, and what I saw made my world stop spinning.
