Celia thought it was just another ordinary week until she noticed something strange: her husband Adam kept the car trunk locked. At first, she brushed it off. Maybe it was just a mess or a work-related tool he didn’t want her to touch. But the secrecy gnawed at her. Every time she asked about it, he brushed her off with vague explanations about cement, dirt, or unfinished chores. Suspicion began to creep in, and by Saturday, curiosity had taken over. She needed the car for errands, and the unanswered questions about the trunk refused to leave her alone. That night,...
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