Having built a successful career in real estate, Mila enjoyed a life of luxury she had always dreamed of.

Her husband, Richard, appeared supportive and charming, but beneath the surface, their marriage was crumbling. He had grown distant, his warmth replaced by cold indifference.

One morning, as she prepared breakfast, she attempted to rekindle their connection. “How about a trip this weekend?” she asked hopefully.

Richard, eyes fixed on his phone, barely acknowledged her. “I’m busy. There’s a conference in the city,” he muttered.

Disappointed, Mila nodded. But when his phone lit up with a message from “Carol” followed by a heart emoji, unease settled in.

“Who’s texting you?” she asked casually.

“Just a colleague,” he replied dismissively.

Pushing aside her suspicion, Mila focused on work. That afternoon, she met a client interested in renting a high-end apartment for the weekend. When she opened the door, she froze—standing before her was Carol, the woman from Richard’s phone.

With a confident smile, Carol introduced herself. “Thank you for accommodating me on such short notice.”

Mila forced a polite smile. “Of course. What brings you to the city?”

Carol’s eyes sparkled. “A romantic getaway with my boyfriend. He’s amazing—charming, successful. I can’t wait for him to see this place!”

Mila’s heart pounded. She knew exactly who Carol’s boyfriend was.

Maintaining her composure, she completed the tour, handed over the keys, and pocketed a spare. She needed a plan.