I froze when I saw the long blonde strands of hair stuck to the shower wall. I’m the only woman in this apartment—and my hair’s jet black. My mind raced. Could it really mean what I thought? No, my fiancé would never cheat on me... Right? Instead of jumping to conclusions, I decided to find definitive answers. I sent the hair for a DNA test. When the results came back, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
This wasn’t just betrayal—it was something far worse, and it would change our lives forever...