During my lunch break, I went home to cook for my sick wife, Emily. She’d texted that morning saying she had a fever and just needed rest. When I arrived, the door was unlocked. The apartment was silent—until I heard water running and a man’s laugh from the bathroom. My heart pounded as I pushed the door open. Water splashed everywhere. Emily stood there, soaked and stunned. In front of her was my younger brother, Nick—just as drenched. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.

A Simple Plan During my lunch break, I decided to rush home to make lunch for my wife, Emily. She had texted me earlier that […]