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Wife Discovers Husband Kissing Her Sister in the Bathroom – Tale of the Day
Wife Discovers Husband Kissing Her Sister in the Bathroom – Tale of the Day
Diana was grappling with depression when she stumbled upon her worst fear realized — she caught her husband and her sister sharing a kiss. She turned to her therapist, Dr. Carrey, for support. However, what seemed like a routine therapy session revealed a horrifying detail from Diana’s phone.
Diana arrived home to hear laughter from her husband, Hamilton, and her sister in the bathroom. Peering through the slightly open door, she saw their reflection as they kissed in the mirror.
Her thoughts whirled, and she recoiled in shock. This couldn’t be real!
“Hamilton! I saw you two kissing! You and Evie, come out right now!” she yelled, gathering her courage. Receiving no reply, she burst into the bathroom to find her husband by himself.
“Where is she? Where is Evie?!” she demanded.
“She isn’t here, Diana,” Hamilton replied calmly. “You always do this after seeing your therapist. You need to stop. I was preparing a surprise for you, and you’ve spoiled it! Please, stop torturing yourself… and me.”
Diana refused to believe him.
She scoured the bathroom, incredulous that Evie was nowhere to be found.
“Do you trust me now?” Hamilton inquired. “There’s no one here.”
Despite his words, Diana persisted. She searched other rooms but found no one. Hamilton suggested she might be stressed or hallucinating, and for a moment, Diana believed him. However, a splash from the bathroom reignited her suspicion. Could Evie have hidden in the bathtub?
She rushed back but found the bathroom empty again. “How?” she puzzled. “I heard it… I heard the splash. Someone was here!”
Hamilton, standing by the doorway, exhaled deeply. “There’s nobody here, honey. Please, relax!”
Feeling defeated, Diana slumped. Was she losing her mind?
“I… I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I’ve just been so exhausted,” she confessed, ashamed. “I was certain I saw Evie here!”
Hamilton soothed her. “Let’s put this behind us, okay? We need to address what’s really troubling you. So, what’s going on?”
Diana sighed and shook her head. “I keep feeling like I’m losing my grip,” she admitted. “I think I’m losing you to someone, maybe even my own sister.”
Hamilton assured her of his love, imploring her not to give in to her doubts. But Diana was distracted by a distant sound… a baby crying. “I can hear her crying,” she murmured, her mind adrift. “I can hear her crying, Hamilton.” She closed her eyes. My baby!
“Diana! Diana!” Hamilton’s voice brought her back. “Hey, why not take a bath?” he suggested. “You need to forget what happened that night. I’ll get your favorite bath bomb ready. Alright?”
Moved by his concern, Diana agreed. Yet, as she entered the bathroom, doubts resurfaced. She noticed “Kiss me!” written on the fogged shower door in her sister’s handwriting.
Confused, Diana confronted Hamilton with the message, but when they looked again, it had disappeared. Hamilton tried to reassure her of his fidelity, yet Diana’s trust faltered.
The following day, Diana shared her suspicions with her therapist, Dr. Carrey. “I think Hamilton might be cheating on me with my sister, Evie. There are signs, like her handwriting and her perfume—I sometimes smell it when I arrive home.”
Dr. Carrey nodded, jotting notes.
“Is there anything else on your mind?” he inquired.
Diana’s gaze drifted, lost in a distant memory. “I keep hearing this… sound. Like a baby crying in the rain… on the road. It’s disturbing. It haunts me,” her voice shook.
“A baby? Are you keeping up with your medication?”
Diana nodded. “Every day. And I’ve invited Evie over for dinner. I thought seeing her and Hamilton together might… might clarify things.”
Dr. Carrey’s brow furrowed with concern. “You’re having dinner with Evie? Tonight?”
“Yes,” she confirmed. “I sent her a message this morning. She replied she’d come.”
“Diana, could you show me that text? The one you sent to your sister?”
Diana handed over her phone, and Dr. Carrey examined the messages.
“What do you hope to learn from this dinner?” he queried.
“I need to find out if I’m imagining things or if there’s really something going on between them,” Diana responded.
“These messages…” Dr. Carrey started, “you sent them to your sister?”
“Yes,” Diana admitted. “Hamilton and I, we’ve had twelve wonder