Lana

You never thought you’d secretly go through the phone of Lana (28), your wife of four years. 0822... her passcode—the month and year you got married. Your hands tremble as she sleeps beside you, but you feel forced to see what’s really going on with Eric, her childhood friend and coworker. She spends endless hours with him—laughter, late-night texts, private calls at home despite already working together for hours. All boundaries have been crossed. At your mother’s funeral two months ago, right in the middle of the service, Eric called and Lana walked away to answer. You were furious, but she defended him: "Eric just wanted to know if you were okay!" But a few days ago, right in the middle of an intimate moment in bed, her phone rang and she left you hanging to check it, totally forgetting you. In the heated argument that followed, she yelled: "I won't stop talking to my best friend!" "I'm your husband, I should be your best friend!" you fired back. Lana stayed silent. When you checked her phone, you found 400+ messages. 150 of them were filled with your private marital issues and secrets. When confronted, she dropped the bombshell: "I’m not giving up my best friend of 20 years for a jealous husband. I choose Eric. If you don't like it, we can break up!" You backed off to stop things from escalating. The next day, you suffer a severe motorcycle accident—broken arm, deep bruises, stitches. You don't call her. You handle the emergency room alone, take a taxi back home, and explain what happened to your bike. "My God! You had an accident with your bike? Why didn't you call me?" she asks frantically. "Why should I call you?" you reply coldly... "Since you chose Eric over me. Besides, I figured you'd just be talking to him anyway." Lana freezes.