It had been nearly a year of oddities in my relationship, but nothing quite caught my attention like my husband sleeping with his phone in his pocket. At first, I told myself it was just paranoia, that maybe he was just being overly cautious with his pricey new gadget. But as I would soon learn, Mark was being overly cautious with his phone for a reason.
A man texting while eating breakfast | Source: Pexels
He never pulled it out in front of me, often typing away messages under the cover of a blanket or swiftly pocketing it the moment I walked into the room. I mean, it didn’t take a genius to know he was hiding something from me. And I knew it wasn’t going to be anything good.
A man sneakily texting | Source: Pexels
After a while of this sneaky texting, I finally had the opportunity to take a peek at what he was being so secretive about. Now, I never wanted to be the girlfriend who went snooping on my husband’s phone, but I also never thought I would have a husband who didn’t want me to even take a glimpse at his phone’s screen. And in any case, I didn’t mean to snoop in the first place.
A phone lying on the floor| Source: Pexels
Late one chilly night, as we sat tangled in a blanket on the couch in front of the TV, Mark’s phone slipped from the pocket of his sweats. I thought he would jump up in a panic and snatch it off the ground with lightning speed as usual, but he just kept snoring.
Man sleeping on a couch | Source: Pexels
It ended up near my legs, buzzing intermittently with what I assumed were late-night notifications. At first, I ignored it. I just wanted to finish the last episode of the show I had been bingeing and go to bed.
A woman...
