When My Husband’s Mattress Ended Up on BFF’s Social

Pregnancy insomnia was killing me, so Id been obsessing over a DreamWeave mattress.
The next day, a shipping notification for that exact mattress popped up on my husband Ethans phone.
A wave of warmth washed over me. I decided to play along, to let him have his surprise.
But three days later, I saw a picture of the same mattress on my best friend's social media.
Annas caption read: To whoever sent this amazing gift, I absolutely love it! You made my week!
I told myself it was just a coincidence, a desperate, flimsy hope.
That night, as Ethan slept beside me, I carefully slipped his phone from the nightstand. My fingers trembled as I opened the Amazon app.
The recipients name stared back at me from the screen, stark and undeniable: Anna.

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My mind was a tangled mess.
It was as if the baby could feel my turmoil, kicking restlessly inside me.
I leaned against the headboard, watching the darkness outside the window slowly fade to grey. I sat like that until dawn.
Ethan woke just before seven. Seeing me already sitting up, his voice was thick with sleep and concern. Whats wrong, honey? Another bad night?
I managed a stiff nod, unable to arrange my features into anything that didnt scream betrayal.
You know that mattress you were looking at a few days ago? he said, his voice gentle. I saw it was on sale for the holidays. Lets just get it.
He reached out and stroked my hair, a gesture that once would have melted me. Dont worry about the price. I make money to spend it on you.
They say a mans heart follows his money.
But it seemed Ethans heart could be split in two.
He made me breakfastall my favorite thingsand left for work without eating a bite himself.
The moment the door clicked shut, I grabbed my phone and created a new, anonymous social media account. I found Ethans profile, the one he kept locked, and what I saw felt like a physical blow.
He posted a picture of his breakfast every single morning.
And looking at the familiar lunchbox in every shot, a sharp, acid pain twisted in my gut.
I had given that lunchbox to Anna in college.
She loved to cook, so Id saved up for months to buy her a high-end insulated box, even having it monogrammed with her initials.
Shed hugged me so tight, promising, Kate, Im going to use this to bring you lunch every single day!
I never imagined that one day, shed be using it to pack breakfast for my husband.
No wonder Ethan never ate at home in the morning. Someone was already preparing his meals with meticulous care.
Ethan and Anna worked at the same company. A company that Anna and I had founded together. After I got pregnant, Ethan had stepped in to help me manage things.
They were the two most important people in my world. I trusted them like I trusted my own limbs.
Now, the crushing weight of their betrayal threatened to suffocate me.
My thumb swiped down, and a new post of his appearedone hed hidden from my main account.
Todays breakfast: my absolute favorite beef sandwich!
In the five years wed been together, I was always the one taking pictures, documenting our lives, sharing our little moments. Hed even teased me about it. Whats the point of posting all this everyday stuff?
A bitter, ironic smile touched my lips as I scrolled through his meticulous daily log.
I scrolled, punishing myself, reading post after post of a life he lived without me.
Suddenly, my finger froze. An account name had caught my eye.
DreamingOfE.
The account had liked every single one of Ethans posts that mentioned Anna.
I knew all of Annas accounts, public and private. I clung to the hope that it wasn't her.
But clicking on the profile was like having a bucket of ice water thrown in my face.
Last week was Annas birthday. Id ordered her a custom fairytale-themed cake.
DreamingOfE had posted a picture of that exact cake on her birthday.
The caption read: Celebrating with the person I love most, and the most important person in my life.
So, which one was I to Anna? The one she loved most? Or the one who was just important?
I spent the entire day like a thief, piecing together the fragments of their secret world. Their interactions were subtle, never crossing a definitive line, but the persistent, sharp sting in my heart told me this was a betrayal all the same.
When Ethan came home that evening, he found me disheveled on the sofa, my eyes red and swollen.
Honey, what happened?
It was the same deep, tender voice, the same soulful eyes.
But in that instant, everything felt different.
Tears welled up and spilled down my cheeks. I saw a flash of panic and genuine pain in his eyes. A small, pathetic voice in my head whispered, He still loves you. Give him one more chance.
I pulled up the picture from Annas feed, my voice a forced, pouty whine. Look, someone sent Anna this amazing mattress I wish I had one.
His pupils dilated, his smile freezing on his face. I held my breath, watching him, giving him the space to tell the truth.
He recovered quickly, forcing a stiff laugh. If you want one, Ill buy you one. Let me be the one to spoil you, okay?
His hand cupped my cheek, his thumb gently wiping away a tear.
He spoke to me like I was a child throwing a tantrum. Youre a grown woman, crying over something so silly.
There was no sweetness in his words, only the bitter taste of deceit.
If he had just admitted it, told me hed sent it to Anna, I think I could have forgiven him.
But he dodged, he concealed, he treated me like a fool. It was all the proof I needed. They were hiding something.
Having not eaten all day, the baby started to protest with a series of sharp kicks.
Ethan, worried the kicks were hurting me, leaned down and pressed his cheek against my belly, murmuring to it.
Hey, little one, be nice to your mommy. Daddys going to make dinner right now, so you can stop kicking, okay?
He stood and immediately went to the kitchen.
I watched his broad back as he moved around, an inexplicable ache spreading through my chest.
Ethan was a good husband. He truly was.
From our first date to our wedding day and beyond, he had always been patient, gentle, and utterly devoted. Since Id gotten pregnant, hed taken on everythingwork, chores, all of itso I could rest.
So where did it all go wrong?
How could the man whose world revolved around me suddenly divert the stream of his affection?
My phone buzzed on the coffee table, jolting me from my thoughts.
It was a video call from Anna.
Kate! How are you feeling? Everything okay?
Even through the screen, the concern in her eyes looked so real.
I nodded, my voice flat. Im fine.
She chattered on about nothing for a few minutes until my patience wore thin.
Was there something you needed, Anna?
Sensing my mood, she dropped the small talk and got to the point. Yeah, theres something at work I needed to run by Ethan, but hes not answering his phone.
I flipped the camera, aiming it at Ethan, who was busy at the stove.
Hes been making me dinner ever since he got home. Hasnt had a chance to check his phone.
The other end of the line went silent for a moment. Then, Annas voice came back, laced with a forced, playful tone. Wow, I feel like a giant, glaring third wheel right now.
Just then, Ethan walked out with a plate. He saw me holding the phone and looked curious. What are you doing, honey?
Anna couldnt reach you, so she called me.
It was only for a fraction of a second, but I saw itthe way his body tensed at the mention of her name.
He set the plate down, walked over, and casually took the phone from my hand, launching into a conversation with her. They were, in fact, talking about work.
Seeing me still on the sofa, Ethan paused his conversation to say, Honey, go ahead and eat. Ill be there in a minute.
Maybe he was genuinely concerned about me. Or maybe they needed to speak privately.
Either way, he took my phone, walked into his study, and shut the door.
The table was filled with all my favorite foods, but each bite tasted like ash.
I couldnt stop my mind from racing.
What were they saying behind that closed door?
Were they confessing their feelings? Complaining about the moody, pregnant wife?
The thoughts twisted and tangled in my head until I felt like my skull would split open.
That night, as we lay in bed, Ethan wrapped his arms around me from behind.
Honey, I ordered that mattress you wanted. Youll finally be able to get a good nights sleep.
In that moment, an uncontrollable urge surged through me.
I couldnt bear the thought of us sharing a bed while living in separate worlds.
I forced my voice to remain steady, to sound calm as I gave voice to the thorn in my heart.
I know you already bought one. For Anna.
The hand gently stroking my belly froze. Ethan said nothing.
The silence stretched, thick and suffocating. Fear made my next words come out as a near-whisper. Just give me a reasonable explanation. Thats all I ask.
Just as I thought I might suffocate from the tension, he finally spoke.
There was a difficult project at work, he began, his voice low. Anna pulled a week of all-nighters to get it done. Her birthday was last week, and I hadnt gotten her anything, so I thought the mattress would be a nice thank-you gift.
I accepted his answer.
Because I wanted to.
There were still so many other questions burning in my mind. Why send it anonymously? Why hide your social media posts from me? Why are you eating the breakfast she makes for you every day?
But we had a baby on the way. And I couldn't bear to lose this marriage, this life I had believed was perfect.
I clumsily turned to face him, my pregnant belly making it awkward, but I stubbornly wrapped my arms around him.
Ethan, I cant lose you.
He stroked my hair, his voice soft. You silly girl.
His breathing soon deepened into the steady rhythm of sleep. I carefully sat up and tucked the blanket around him.
I went into the bathroom and, with shaking hands, opened the anonymous account and pulled up DreamingOfE.
A new post was at the top.
A heart flutter is an unconscious thing. He proves that to me again and again.
And another, from the night before.
Its a wretched thought, but I wish I were the reason he still finds the energy to cook after a long day.

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