“Dan, seriously. You’re scaring me.”
When he finally turned around, the look on his face stopped my breath. It was guilt. Raw, crushing guilt. And something else… fear.
“There’s something I have to show you,” he whispered. “Something in the safe… that you need to read. Before we… before our first night as a married couple.”
My stomach dropped. “What are you talking about?”
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His hands shook as he entered the code. The safe clicked open loudly in the quiet room.
“I’m sorry,” he said, and his voice cracked. “I should’ve told you sooner.”
He pulled out a plain white envelope, worn at the edges like it had been handled too many times. Inside was an old phone.
The screen was cracked. The battery was probably held together by prayers.
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