The Smile She Never Saw
She crawled into bed minutes later.
Kissed my shoulder.
Whispered, “I love you.”
I kept my breathing slow.
Dreaming.
Inside, I was counting minutes.
Because six weeks earlier, I had already gone to the bank.
I had already moved the money.
Already changed the card.
Already set the trap.
The old account?
It held $50.
The rest was untouchable.
At 2:51 a.m., her phone lit up.
She froze.
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