Thu. Sep 17th, 2026

Part1: My father arrived at my birthday and saw my br:uised face. What my husband said next made him stand up, remove his watch, and send me outside.

“I’m going to give you one chance,” he said to Derek. “You’re going to tell me exactly what you did to her. No jokes. No edits. No excuses.”

Derek’s smirk flickered.

“I already told you,” he said. “She was—she was disrespecting me. It’s marriage, things happen—”

Dad nodded slowly, like he had expected that answer.

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