My husband’s 35th birthday started with laughter, music, and love — the perfect celebration. I baked his favorite cake, our kids danced around the living room, and our closest friends and family filled the house with warmth. But everything changed when my sister Carolyn raised a glass for a toast. Her words stunned the room: “A toast to faithful husbands — the ones who don’t sleep with their wives’ best friends.” And then she looked right at Simon, my husband.Silence fell. Simon didn’t deny it. He couldn’t. And it got worse. Lisa, my best friend,

admitted the affair — but not before revealing she’d only turned to Simon after finding out her husband, Derek, was sleeping with Carolyn. One sentence had exposed a web of betrayal none of us saw coming. Three marriages unraveled in front of everyone.I left that night with our kids,