I Came Home From a Work Trip to Find 100 Roses Delivered to My Wife—Then One Note Changed Everything

beside the porch swing.

I bent down and pulled it free.

No name.

No address.

Just a tiny blue heart drawn on the front.

Jane stared at it.

“Mark…”

I opened it.

Inside was a folded piece of paper.

The handwriting immediately caught my attention.

It wasn’t elegant.

It wasn’t romantic.

It wasn’t written by someone trying to seduce a married woman.

The letters were continue reading …