CHAPTER 54

SABRINA’S POV

"Are you sure of what you're saying?" I asked the person on the other side of the call.

Upon their affirmative response, I ended the call. Anger boiled. Sorrow swirled. Betrayal stabbed. Tears stung.

There was nothing to prove anything yet, but going by the information I'd just received, it was enough to make me suspicious.

I looked over at the clock, temporarily forgetting I had my phone in my possession. Past nine p.m., and my husband was yet to be back.

I ...