People around her did not suspect him, but as soon as she laid eyes on him, she knew that it wasn't her husband. All her worst nightmares had come true when she looked into his eyes. He was grinning as he held the ice cream in his hand, but his eyes did not hold love like Lionel's did.
She knew it wasn't Lionel when she placed her palm on his cheek. She didn’t feel the urge to kiss him like she would have with Lionel. She felt nauseous when she breathed in his scent—the perfume was definitely the one Lionel always wore, but the person in front of her wasn’t him.
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