I thought my neighbor’s wife was hiding an affair. Then she revealed who the man really was. The truth was far more complicated than I imagined.

I saw my neighbor’s wife having dinner with another man.

Very intimate.

Holding hands.

Laughing.

My neighbor, Mark, was a good guy, and I was furious on his behalf.

He worked long hours, helped everyone on our street, and never had a bad word to say about his wife.

I was planning to tell him what I’d seen.

Before I could, I ran into her at the coffee shop.

I must have given her a look because she walked straight over to me.

“I know you saw me last week,” she said.

“That was my…”

She stopped.

Her eyes filled with tears.

“That was my husband.”

I blinked.

“What?”

She lowered her voice.

“The man you saw with me was my husband.”

I stared at her.

“Mark is your husband.”