Mark and I had been married for eight years. We lived what most people would call a comfortable life in Phoenix. I ran a small construction business, and my wife, Rachel, worked from home as a graphic designer. We weren’t rich, but we had enough. A beautiful house, two cars, weekend dinners, and dreams of growing old together.At least… that’s what I believed.Everything started when our neighborhood had a few break-ins. One of our neighbors had their garage robbed, and another family reported suspicious people walking around late at night. Rachel was scared, so I decided to install security cameras around the house for peace of mind.I put cameras near the front door, garage, backyard, and living room entrance.At first, it was just for safety.I never imagined those cameras would destroy my marriage.A few days later, I was out of town for work. During lunch, I randomly checked the camera notifications on my phone. Nothing unusual at first. Delivery drivers, neighbors walking by, normal stuff.Then one alert caught my attention.Front door activity. 2:17 PM.I opened the live feed.Rachel opened the front door… and hugged a man I had never seen before.I stared at my screen, telling myself maybe he was a client, a coworker, or a family friend.Then she looked around nervously before pulling him inside.My stomach dropped.I watched the next…
