An Aversion to Lipstick
The reason the lipstick stain raised so many alarms was simple—Emma never wore lipstick. She didn’t like how it looked on her and preferred a natural look. Her friends teased her about it, but she always stood by her choice. So to find a bold-colored smudge on her husband’s shirt made no sense. It was like a silent message, proof of something she had never suspected before.
She tried to calm herself down, to think of a logical explanation. Maybe it was a mistake, a friendly hug from a colleague, or a random accident. But deep down, Emma knew better. She trusted her instincts, and something told her this wasn’t innocent. The lipstick didn’t belong to her, and suddenly, she couldn’t stop wondering who it did belong to. That single discovery cracked open a door she could no longer close.
