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00:00I came home from a business trip. The bathroom drain was clogged water
00:04everywhere. While waiting for the plumber I scrolled Twitter and saw a post. How do
00:11you hide used condoms? Top comment said trust me flush them down the bathroom
00:16drains. Oh and do it in the shower or sink. His wife hasn't found out for a
00:21year. I frowned. Such twisted advice. Probably just talk. Just then the plumber
00:30pulled out the clog. He grinned at me. You young people really go wild. Once or
00:35twice is fine but you use too many. No wonder it clogged. I saw the bucket full
00:40of all kinds of condoms. I stared at the bucket. My mind was buzzing. How could
00:46that be? My husband is Harvard professor. Very dignified. Very caring. My company
00:51keeps me busy. I often work late into the night. He adjusted his schedule just to
00:57cook for me. How could someone who loves me so much do this? Must be from the
01:01upstairs neighbor clogged my pipe. I forced myself to calm down. The plumber didn't
01:07notice my turmoil. I'll run the water to check if it's clear. Pay me after. He
01:12turned on the shower. Steam filled the bathroom. On the glass shower door hand
01:17prints appeared. Several hand prints overlapping at a height that required
01:25bending over. Male and female hand prints were obvious. You could even tell what
01:30positions they used. The steam made it hard for me to breathe. My heart felt
01:36squeezed. The steam spread to the mirror fogging it up. Hand prints appeared there
01:42too. Messy and scattered. I stared at those marks. Suddenly I remembered that post. My
01:49husband is shy, even resistant in bed. We never did anything in the bathroom. The
01:55plumber finished testing. All clear now. In a daze, I paid him by phone. He carried the
02:03heavy trash bag and kindly warned me. Miss, don't throw these down the drain anymore. I'll toss this
02:09bag for you downstairs. Soon the door opened. Michael rushed in, breathing hard. A thin
02:15sweat on his forehead. Honey, weren't you coming back tomorrow? Then why are you here
02:20this afternoon? His tone as gentle as always. Have you eaten? I'll make your
02:26favorite soup. Nothing seemed different, but he felt like a stranger. Then I remembered.
02:32Michael had said some students failed and he had to stay for extra classes. So he gets
02:39off at 4.30 every day. I looked at my watch. 4 o'clock exactly. He left early and he
02:46wasn't
02:46surprised to see me. My driver brought me back. The car wasn't parked in the neighborhood.
02:53How did he know I was home? Michael was busy in the kitchen, even humming a tune. Everything
03:01seemed as warm as always, but I knew it was all a lie. By the way, how did you know
03:07I was home?
03:08His hand paused on the knife. It's my intuition. Today's the last day of break. The students
03:13wanted to go home early, so I let them go.
03:15His tone was so natural, but my heart sank inch by inch. I went back to the living room,
03:23took out my phone, and texted a friend. She was the administrator at Michael's school.
03:28She helped him get that job. Quick question. Does your school have extra classes for failing
03:35students during break? Yes? So what? I felt a little better. At least he really was teaching.
03:43Can you send me my husband's schedule? She replied almost instantly. Schedule? Charlotte,
03:50you're mistaken. Yes, there are makeup classes, but he's not on the list. I stared at those words.
03:58My blood ran cold. Just then, Michael came out with steaming soup. The smell filled the room.
04:06What are you spacing out for? Eat while it's hot. Your favorite. I picked up my fork.
04:11Why aren't you eating? His face flushed unnaturally.
04:15Oh, some shishans brought me snacks. I'm not hungry now. Eat before it gets cold.
04:20That meal, I tasted nothing. Every familiar flavor felt like chewing glass. I don't even know how I
04:29finished it. That night in bed, he leaned against the headboard reading, peaceful. I tossed and turned.
04:37Somehow, I opened that post again. My fingers trembling. I found that comment and anonymously replied,
04:44Aren't you afraid his wife will find out?
04:49Within minutes, my phone buzzed. They replied.
04:53My hand holding the phone wouldn't stop shaking. Every filthy word on the screen was a knife cutting
05:01into me. I suddenly remembered his unnatural blush at dinner when I asked why he wasn't eating.
05:07My stomach churned. I turned away, forcing down the nausea. Michael felt my movement. He put
05:15down his book and looked at me with concern. What's wrong, honey? You look terrible. Are
05:21you sick? His eyes were full of care. I stared into his eyes. My voice was hoarse.
05:29Michael, is there something you want to tell me? He paused.
05:38Yes. My heart clenched, almost jumping out of my chest. I slowly sat up, looking at him,
05:47waiting. What do you want to say? He suddenly giggled and reached up to touch my cheek.
05:52I want you to rest well and not work so hard. Look at you. Your face is ruined by work.
06:00It hurts me.
06:01At that moment, my heart was sour and bitter. A mess of emotions. How could he? How could
06:08he do those dirty things and then casually say sweet things to me? For a moment, I even
06:14thought I was imagining it all. But that reply, that tracker, those handprints were burned into
06:20my brain. I don't know what came over me. Maybe jealousy and anger clouded my mind. I remembered
06:28what that person said. Honey, how long has it been since we did it? I reached out to hold
06:35him. He instinctively pushed me away. I laughed bitterly and continued. Today I saw a post.
06:45They said the bathroom mirror is very exciting. His gentle face twisted into disgust. He sat up
06:55abruptly. Charlotte! What kind of nasty thy thoughts are in your head? You know I hate
07:03that kind of thing. I've been tired all day and you say this disgusting stuff to me?
07:08He grabbed my pillow and threw it at me hard. Stay away from me! You're dirty! I looked at
07:14his face, full of disgust and contempt. I felt all my strength drain away. I said nothing, quietly
07:21picked up the pillow and walked out. I'll sleep in the study tonight. No voice came from behind.
07:28No one called me back. The moment I closed the study door, darkness swallowed me. That night
07:34I didn't sleep at all. I sat on the couch and drank one glass of red wine after another. I
07:41didn't
07:41understand why everything had turned out like this. I knew how good he was to me, how gentle and
07:47caring. I felt guilty. I was busy with the company, with endless work. I neglected him. Maybe, maybe that
07:56was the root of it all. If he really loved her, I would let him go. That's not weakness. That's
08:04the
08:04last respect I have for this relationship. But how could I bring it up? I couldn't even imagine what we
08:10would become if I said, you cheated. Near dawn, I made a decision. Before confronting Michael, I needed
08:19to find out some things. I texted a tech friend and asked her to trace an IP address and get
08:25information.
08:28Honestly, I was running away. I didn't dare face Michael directly. The next morning, when I opened the
08:35study door, it was already bright. On the dining table, milk and a sandwich were waiting. A note was
08:42tucked beside them, in Michael's elegant handwriting. Let's not fight. Those three words and the still
08:50warm breakfast made my heart ache. I knew this might be the last breakfast he ever made for me.
08:57Today, no matter the outcome, Michael and I would come to an end.
09:02I had to meet the student named Chloe. I ate that breakfast, changed clothes, and drove straight
09:09to Harvard. I timed it for the end of class. I waited outside the psychology building.
09:17The bell rang. Students streamed out. I stopped a girl carrying books.
09:24Excuse me. Does Chloe have class in this room? Yeah. Chloe's in our class. You're looking
09:30for her? Where is she? Oh, her group didn't finish their assignment. Professor Michael kept
09:36her after class to finish it. The student left with her friends. The hallway emptied. Only
09:53a woman moaning. A woman moaning. A man grunting. The table shook. My brain buzzed. Blood rushed
09:59to my head. I kicked the door open with all my strength. By the podium, Michael's shirt was
10:06unbuttoned. He was holding a young girl. His dazed eyes looking at me. The person standing there
10:15had a face I knew all too well. So familiar that I would recognize her even if she turned
10:22to Ash. But she shouldn't be here. She shouldn't be standing before me, alive, with that youthful
10:30arrogance and defiance. Because she had died ten years ago. Michael's first love. The one
10:38thing he had hidden in his heart for ten years and never truly forgotten. Anna, who died in
10:45a car accident. All my anger, all my humiliation, drained away the moment I saw that face. A
10:54chill ran from my feet to my scalp. I stood at the door like an idiot. The world went silent.
11:01I couldn't see Michael's pale face. All I saw was that face, identical to the faded
11:08photo Michael kept in his wallet. The same single eyelids. The same thin lips. Even the
11:14same faint curve of a smile. She looked at me with no panic at all. Just a hint of amusement
11:21and triumphant pride. She slowly put on her skirt, straightened her messy clothes, and took
11:28two steps toward me. Michael tried to stop her, but she gently pushed him aside. Professor Michael,
11:34don't be scared. This is your wife, right? We should properly meet. Ms. Charlotte, hello.
11:42My name is Chloe. I'm Professor Michael's student.
11:47Chloe? I stared at her, not taking her hand. My mind was completely blank.
11:57I remember many years ago, I wasn't a CEO, and Michael wasn't the gentle, caring professor he is
12:05now. I first saw him in the university library, holding a thick psychology book sitting by the
12:11window. Sunlight fell on him. He was handsome, like a quiet painting, but fragile as porcelain.
12:19Later, I learned that a dead person lived in his heart. A girl named Anna, the only person he ever
12:26loved in his youth. But just before the college exam, Anna was hit by a truck for saving a child.
12:33She never woke up. After that, Michael's world turned gray. He studied like crazy, got into Harvard,
12:41and chose psychology, Anna's favorite subject. It took me three whole years, all my patience and
12:49tenderness, just to slowly pull him out of that closed world. I thought my love could fill the hole
12:55in his heart. After graduation, he wanted to teach at the university. I helped him. My company grew.
13:04We got married. He put away Anna's photo. I thought I had finally walked in his heart. I thought Michael
13:12finally belonged to me completely. But now this girl named Chloe, with a face exactly like Anna's,
13:20appeared before me like this. Anna seemed to be back. Her face told me,
13:26Charlotte, you were wrong. He never loved you.
13:32Michael's body shook violently. He looked at me, lips trembling, unable to speak a word. Tears fell like
13:40broken beads. His silence was the answer. Chloe's smile deepened. But it doesn't matter. She pulled back
13:47her hand and put it in her pocket. What matters is that from now on, her tone was light. Professor
13:54Michael is mine, right? No, Charlotte, let me explain. It's not what you think. I...
14:01What do I think? Do I think of you doing those dirty things on my bed, in my bathroom? Or
14:08do I think of
14:08you in bed with her, calling out my name or Anna's? Every word was a knife, stabbing him and cutting
14:15into
14:15my own heart. Michael's face lost all color. He stumbled back. I didn't... I didn't... Enough!
14:25I turned my gaze back to Chloe, that face I both hated and ached for. Are you leaving on your
14:32own,
14:32or do I call security to throw you out? Chloe shrugged indifferently. Fine, I'll go. She walked to
14:40Michael, lean down, and whispered in his ear, loud enough for me to hear. Professor, wait for my
14:46call. Then she shot me a defiant look and swaggered past me out of the classroom. Only Michael and I
14:54remained. And the mess in the room, just like our marriage at its end. On the way home from school,
15:02we said nothing. The air in the car was suffocating. Michael sat in the passenger seat, crying since
15:10we left. Curled up, shoulders shaking. His muffled sobs gripped my heart. I stared at the road ahead,
15:19hands tight on the wheel. I didn't comfort him. I didn't look at him. I was afraid that if I
15:25opened my
15:26mouth. I was afraid that if I looked at him, I'd turn the car around and go beat that Chloe
15:32girl to
15:32death. But in the end, I did nothing. The car pulled into the underground garage. I turned off the engine,
15:41pulled the handbrake. I sat in the driver's seat, not moving. Get out. After a long time I spoke,
15:51my voice forced. Michael slowly stopped crying. He looked up, his face stained with tears.
15:58Charlotte, can we talk?
16:06What else is there to talk about? Talk about how you met, how many times you slept together,
16:11or how you looked at that face and hypnotized yourself into thinking she was Anna?
16:19No, it's not like that. He tried to grab my hand, but I pulled away. His hand froze in mid
16:26-air.
16:27His face was so helpless and desperate. We'll talk at home. Then unbuckled and got out. I didn't want
16:36anyone to see us like this. That was the last shred of pride I had. At home, a coffee table
16:45stood between
16:45us like an unbridgeable gap. Talk. I want to hear what happened. Michael's tears came again.
16:57Chloe had transferred into his class a year ago. The first day he saw her, Michael said he thought he
17:04was seeing a ghost, just like me. That face was too similar. So similar that for a moment he froze
17:12and called out Anna's name in class. The whole class laughed. Only Chloe gave him a meaningful smile.
17:21After that, Chloe started getting close to him.
17:26She would ask him deep psychology questions, discuss the philosophers Anna loved, even wear white
17:33skirts like Anna and appear on his way home. I knew it was wrong. I was married. I was her
17:42teacher.
17:43I deliberately avoided her. But Chloe was like a skilled hunter. She knew his weak spots. She would find
17:53out of print books Anna read as a teenager and leave them on his desk. She would play the only
18:00piano piece
18:01Anna knew and send him recordings. She even found Anna's grave and showed up with white flowers on the
18:09anniversary when he went to pay respects. Professor Michael, I really want to be the one who lives in
18:15your memory. Said the day his defenses broke was the seventh day of my overseas business trip.
18:26That night he was home alone. He received a message from Chloe. A photo. In the photo she wore in
18:34Harvard
18:34uniform and smiled at the camera. She said, Professor, I miss you. I want to see you again. For her.
18:43That day he somehow called her over to the house. After that things couldn't be stopped. He enjoyed the
18:51forbidden thrill and illusory comfort while feeling guilty toward me. So he doubled his kindness to me
18:59compensate and numb himself. Charlotte, can you forgive me? I swear I'll never see her again.
19:09I'll cut her off completely. Let's go back to how we were, okay?
19:19I listened quietly. I looked down at him kneeling there. This man I had loved for so many years.
19:27Suddenly he felt like a stranger. I thought I knew him well enough. But only today did I realize I
19:35knew
19:35nothing. I didn't know that the person in his heart had never left. I didn't know that all my
19:42years of companionship and love meant less than a similar face. I didn't know that my so-called happy
19:48marriage was a joke from start to finish. I slowly pulled my leg back. Then I looked into his eyes
19:54and
19:54asked with a calmness I had never felt before. The question that had been circling in my mind for so
20:01long. So Michael, all these years when you looked at me, were you looking at me or at someone else?
20:11Michael looked up at me lost. That look gave me my final answer.
20:17After that night, Michael moved to the guest room. Our home became a place of silence.
20:24He no longer fussed over me. He just cooked silently, ate alone in the kitchen,
20:32then quietly returned to his room and locked the door. He moved carefully around me, afraid to make any
20:39noise that would annoy me. I locked myself in the study. During the day, I buried myself in endless
20:46work at the company, numbing myself. At night, I stared at the computer screen. We were both escaping
20:54the reality we couldn't face. I didn't mention divorce. I knew that once said, there was no going
21:01back. A faint, stubborn hope remained in my heart. A hope I didn't even want to admit. Maybe time would
21:10heal everything? Maybe he really could cut ties with Chloe? But I was still too naive. One afternoon,
21:18a week later, I was in an important video meeting when my phone buzzed. A picture message from an unknown
21:25number. I frowned, about to delete it, but somehow opened it. The image on the screen made my pupils
21:33contract. It was a photo. The photo was taken in our master bedroom, on the bed Michael and I had
21:42shared
21:42for years. Michael lay on his side in a silk robe, seemingly asleep. A young woman's hand gently caressed
21:52his cheek. The angle was tricky, shot from above, as if the photographer was standing by the bed,
22:01looking at my husband with a possessive appraising gaze. Below the photo was a line of text.
22:08Miss Charlotte, thank you for taking care of him all these years, but now he's mine. Something snapped in
22:16my head. I stood up abruptly, startling everyone on the video call. Meeting paused. I almost shouted,
22:25then ended the call, grabbed my phone and keys, and ran out. Remember how I drove home. I only know
22:33my foot was almost to the floor, rage burning in my chest. How dare she! How dare she be so
22:40arrogant!
22:40She slept with my man, took over my bed, and now dared to taunt me like this! I kicked open
22:47the front
22:47door and stormed into the master bedroom. The bed was empty, only messy blankets. Michael heard the
22:54noise and rushed out of the guest room, panicked. When he saw me, his face went white.
23:02Charlotte, why are you back? I didn't answer. I held up my phone and shoved the photo in his face.
23:11What is this? Explain! Michael saw the photo and his body swayed, as if all strength left him. He nearly
23:21collapsed.
23:23No, no, I don't know. I don't know when she took that. Last night, I drank the milk you poured
23:35for
23:35me and fell asleep. I don't know anything. The milk I poured for you? I laughed coldly,
23:42stepping toward him. Michael, you're still trying to lie to me? I worked overnight at the company last
23:49night. When did I come home to pour you milk? His lie exposed, the last color drained from Michael's face.
23:57He collapsed on the ground and finally broke down crying.
24:03He stammered that Chloe had somehow made a copy of our house key. When I wasn't home,
24:10she would sneak in. Sometimes, when I was on business trips, she would even stay the night.
24:16As for the photo, Michael said he really didn't know. But he admitted that last night,
24:23while I was working overnight, Chloe had come again. Then, they were together again.
24:30Didn't you say you would cut her off? I was shaking with fury, pointing at him,
24:36feeling like my chest would explode. Michael's face was full of pain and struggle.
24:51I tried. I really tried. But the moment I see her face, I can't control myself.
24:59She is Anna! She is Anna! She knows everything about Anna. She says what Anna said, does what Anna did.
25:11I really love her. I looked at him, lost in his madness. My heart was dead. He never planned to
25:19turn
25:19back. He was already in too deep. And I, a living person who had been with him for 10 years,
25:28was the outsider. Suddenly, I found it ridiculous. What was I holding on to? What was I hoping for?
25:36I slowly put away my phone, turned, and walked toward the door.
25:41Charlotte! Where are you going?
25:43Michael panicked. He scrambled to grab my legs. I stepped aside.
25:53To do what I should have done long ago.
25:57I walked out of that house without looking back. This time, I drove straight to my childhood friend's
26:03law firm. This relationship needed to end. I met Chloe at a quiet cafe. I was the one who called
26:09her.
26:09When I said my name, she didn't sound surprised at all. Her tone even had a hint of amusement.
26:14Mrs. Charlotte? Finally willing to see me? I thought you'd stay a coward forever.
26:19I ignored her taunt and coldly gave her the time and place. When I arrived, she was already sitting
26:25by the window. She wore a plain white t-shirt, looking like a clean, fresh-faced girl next door. But
26:31I knew what kind of heart hid beneath that harmless exterior. She saw me and smiled, waving.
26:36Spit it out. What do you want from me? I got straight to the point. Didn't want to waste time.
26:41Chloe stirred her coffee and spoke slowly. Miss Charlotte? Why so rushed? We should talk properly.
26:47Actually, I really should thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to enjoy
26:52such a perfect man. My hand under the table clenched into a fist. You're proud of yourself,
26:57aren't you? I forced those words out through my teeth, each one cold. Chloe's smile grew even brighter.
27:04Of course. She didn't hide her pride. This is so much fun. Especially watching him play the
27:12perfect husband in front of you while falling apart in my bed. That feeling. So exciting.
27:21I said coldly. You're a pervert. She shrugged. Maybe. But aren't you curious? How do I know so much
27:29about Anna? So clearly? I said nothing. Just looked at her, waiting. Because Professor Michael has a diary.
27:37He started that diary in high school. It's full of every little thing about him and Anna. What she liked,
27:43what she hated, what she said, what she dreamed. My heart sank. He kept that diary with him always. Later,
27:53he locked it in his office drawer at school. Unluckily for him, I got a key.
28:00She smiled. Want it? Satisfied at my shocked expression.
28:05She smiled.
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