Last Friday night, I made a decision I’m not proud of — I booked a hotel room at Ajah with a girl I met on a hookup app. I lied to my fiancée that I was traveling for work. I just wanted a night of fun and no judgment.
But what happened next shook me to my core.
As I was checking in with the girl, I saw a very familiar face walk into the hotel lobby. It was my close friend’s wife, dressed to kill, holding hands with a man who was definitely not her husband. They were: Tap to read the complete article—everything you need to know is here!
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