Deadly Infidelity
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I just realized my spouse had been unfaithful and cheated on me. The news of infidelity has stabbed me in the heart. My body was unresponsive to reality, I was lifeless and limp. I feel sick inside whenever I think of what I saw. Can this marriage survive?
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