I Thought My Husband’s Tattoo Was Just a Random Woman Until I Met Her in Real Life

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My heart skipped a beat.

She slowly shook her head.

“No.”

Neither of us spoke for several moments. Then she looked down at her coffee.

“If Ryan still hates me,” she said quietly, “I understand.”

The sentence fit none of the scenarios I had imagined. Hates her? If she had been an ex, maybe. If she had broken his heart, perhaps. But then why tattoo her face continue reading …