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For fifteen years, my husband insisted that buying gifts was a waste of money. Then, on my birthday, he surprised me with a designer handbag that left everyone speechless. I smiled for the photos—until my fingers found a folded note hidden inside the lining. It held nothing but an unfamiliar phone number. In that instant, I realized the beautiful purse had belonged to another woman before it ever reached me.

Robert had never been the kind of husband who bought presents.

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