Every year my husband went on a “men’s trip” while I played the perfect wife—until one year I followed him, took 11 photos, and uncovered a truth that was about to destroy everything

tightened.

“You followed me.”

“Yes.”

“You’re insane.”

Lucía stood up so fast the chair scraped back.

“Watch what you say.”

Mauricio raised his hands.

“Okay, everyone calm down. Yes, I made mistakes. But Renata and I can sort this out in private.”

“No,” I said. “Not anymore.”

Amalia slid another document forward.

“We also have the statement of accountant Raúl continue reading …