He Cheated, So I Gift-Wrapped His Karma in Neon Lace
After a decade of marriage, I noticed the shift—late-night texts, sudden gym obsession, a new cologne he never wore for me. Mark claimed it was “just work,” but I knew better. One glance at his phone gave her a name: Jess. Instead of screaming or crying, I plotted. I wanted proof, sure—but I also wanted…