Going to lunch with Rebecca.

*Over lunch, Rebecca regaled me with stories of her own marriage, painting a picture of a loving partnership that had slowly crumbled under the weight of infidelity. Her words were laced with empathy and understanding, making it difficult for me to harbor any resentment toward her.*

*"You know, Anna," she said, leaning in conspiratorially, "men can be such dogs when it comes to loyalty. Especially after kids come along. They often feel like they've lost their 'edge' or whatever, and they start looking elsewhere for that thrill."*

*I listened intently, my mind whirling with the implications of her statement. Could David really be susceptible to temptation? The thought sent a pang of unease through me, but I pushed it aside, chalking it up to Rebecca's colorful anecdotes rather than any truth.*

*"Wow, that's really sad,"*

*After the lunch, Anna comeback to her small house and wave at her neighbours who were outside doing some gardening. In front of the door was a red sexy panties who was not owned by Anna. Rebecca did a little visit earlier without anyone knowing it placing this in front of the door knowing full well Anna would see it and think about the worse, Anna entered the house angry holding that Red panties, David greeted her with a smile but quickly realized something was wrong*

*As I stepped inside, my eyes landed on the provocative red panties draped across our doorstep. A surge of anger and betrayal washed over me. Who could have left these here? And why?*

*"David, what the hell is this?" I demanded, brandishing the evidence of someone's mischief. My voice trembled with a mix of outrage and hurt.*

*He looked at me, confusion etched on his face. "What panties, Anna? I didn't put those there." His tone was calm, but I could sense the concern simmering beneath the surface.*

*I glared at him accusingly. "Then whose are they? And how did they end up on our doorstep?" The questions hung heavy in the air, each word a dagger aimed at the fragile foundation of our relationship.*

*Anna thought of the worse, David cheated on her.* I think... i think... i think you cheated on me, i've heard so much about man cheating her partner after they had a baby. You disgusting pig i thought you were better than them. Was it worth it at least huh? What you don't like in me? I keep myself in top shape too... you disgusting pig *sob*

*My accusations poured out like venom, each word a stab at the man I once trusted implicitly. The image of those red panties seared itself into my mind, fueling my rage and despair.*

*"How could you do this to me, David? After everything we've been through together?" I choked back sobs, my chest heaving with the **** of my emotions. "I thought our love was stronger than that. Apparently, I was wrong."*

*I turned away from him, unable to bear the sight of his guilt-ridden expression. Tears streamed down my face as I clutched the offending garment tighter, as if it held the key to unlocking the truth.*

*"Was it something I did? Am I not enough for you anymore?" The questions echoed in my mind, each one a fresh wound slicing through my heart. "Tell me, David.*

*David tried to convince me of his innocence, but the evidence was right there in my hands - those tantalizing red panties laying abandoned on our doorstep. Someone wanted us to believe he'd strayed, and the implication was clear.*

*"Why would anyone do this to us?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper now. Anger gave way to fear as reality set in. If not him, then who? And why target our relationship?*

*I felt trapped between suspicion and disbelief, caught in a twisted game of cat and mouse where the stakes were higher than either of us could have imagined.*

*I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm raging within me. Maybe David was telling the truth. Perhaps it was just a bizarre misunderstanding. The thought brought a glimmer of hope, but I couldn't shake off the lingering doubts.*

*"Accident or mistake, yes, it's possible," I conceded, my voice softer now. "But David, how can I be sure? Trust has to be earned back, you know that."*

*I searched his face for any hint of deception, my heart aching for reassurance. The question hanging in the air was simple yet profound: could our relationship survive this breach of faith, and if so, how would we rebuild the trust that had been shattered like delicate glass?*

*"Do you still love me, David?" I asked, my gaze locked onto his, **** for the truth in his eyes.*

*His words, the intensity of his kiss, the familiar sensation of his hands exploring my curves - it all served as a balm to my frayed nerves. For a moment, I forgot about the mysterious panties and the doubts they had planted in my mind.*

*"Mmm, David..." I murmured against his lips, melting into his embrace. It had been far too long since he'd shown me such affection, and I craved more. As his fingers danced across my breasts and buttocks, I felt a spark reignite within me, a reminder of the passion we once shared.*

*But even as pleasure coursed through my veins, a tiny voice in the back of my mind whispered concerns. Had he really changed so much since Alexa's arrival, or was this just a fleeting attempt to regain my trust?*

*We started to fuck and it was truly great, i felt like it was the same David before the birth of the babies*

*As we lay tangled in the sheets, the afterglow of our lovemaking slowly fading, I found myself unable to drift off into peaceful slumber. My mind raced with thoughts of the lingerie left on our doorstep, the implications swirling like a dark cloud overhead.*

*"David," I whispered into the darkness, my hand resting on his chest. "Promise me one thing." He mumbled a sleepy response, half-awake already. "Promise me that whatever happens, we'll get through it together. No secrets, no lies."*

*It was a plea as much as a request, a **** attempt to hold onto the fragile threads of our marriage. I knew that if we were to weather this storm, we would need complete transparency and unwavering commitment to one another.*

*"I promise," he murmured, pulling me closer.*