SENT MY WIFE TO JAIL
I stood still, not moving an inch as fear froze me.
“Daddy!” a little girl’s voice screamed snapping me out of my frozen state.
“Why were you peeping through the study door, princess?
What's in there?” Ethan asked, and I could feel his feet drawing closer.
My eyes widened in panic, as I returned the file, shutting the cupboard quickly.
But I knew, no matter how fast I was—I won’t be able to make it in time.
The door was opened, and Ethan was right outside.
‘Oh Lord, I’m finished.
I’m going to get caught,’ I whispered to myself knowing my entire plan would be ruined if Ethan catches me here today.
“No, daddy, wait!” The childish voice shouted, and I could hear Ethan's steps pausing.
I knew she stood right outside the door.
I could clearly see her pink gown from where I stood.
Which only meant she could see me too.
Was she going to out me?
I could see her hands twisting around the edge of her gown nervously as she spoke up.
“Actually, I’m starving.
Let’s go eat,” she whined.
“Okay, just

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