I Came Home Early and Found a Stranger Sleeping in My Bed—Then I Realized My Wife Had Staged the Entire Scene

“Three days ago, I came over to drop something off for Chloe.”

I waited.

“Evelyn was loading boxes from your office into a gray sedan.”

“With who?”

“A man.”

“What man?”

“Late fifties. Maybe sixty. Stocky. Glasses.”

Then Nicolai touched the area above his left eyebrow.