After her husband left her, the mother of three took a job with a dying rich man. For the sake of her children, she put up with his grumpy temper and abuse, but one day she sat down at the piano....

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Trisha looked at the note for what felt like the tenth time. The handwriting was legible, but the content was crushing.
"Trisha, I'm sorry, but I can't go on like this. I've fallen in love with another woman, and today she and I are leaving for another city. Don't look for us. Tell the kids I love them. Hector."
The woman slowly sank back into her chair, fingering the note as though that small scrap of paper could offer any comfort.
"It just can't be," Trisha muttered quietly.
She had noticed something strange about Hector lately, but didn't want to believe it. It's true that a wife is the last person who finds out about her husband's infidelity.
He used to tell her that he worked hard, that he was tired. He'd stay out late and be gone all weekend. Even the children seemed to suspect something, especially their eldest, Zach, who was now 14.
Trisha knew that at his age, he could understand that his parents didn't love each other and were together only because of necessity. Yet, in front of the children, the woman maintained the play about a happy family.
"Daddy just works hard," she'd answer their questions, smiling to make it believable. "He does it for us."
She noticed Zach's skeptical frown, but he didn't question her further, likely to spare his younger siblings. Or perhaps he believed the adults would resolve it themselves.
Trisha had long been tortured by suspicions, and she did her best to ignore them. She found long blond hairs on her husband's car seat, even though her own hair was dark walnut-colored and had been cut short.
"Just giving a ride to one of his coworkers," Trisha explained her suspicious finding.
She also rationalized the smell of another woman's perfume on his clothes, the late-night messages, and the evasive looks from his friends.
"Why?!" she thought, clutching the note in her hands. "Why did I justify him when everything was so obvious?!"
But the reason was easy. She was used to trusting him or perhaps, and she had never lied to Hector, even about minor matters, throughout their 15-year marriage. Or maybe she just was terrified of shattering their stable world that she had grown so accustomed to over the years.
"Don't trouble trouble until trouble troubles you," Trisha's grandmother used to say.
Trisha did just that, pretending everything was as it used to be until Hector took the first step.
"Mom, are we having dinner tonight?" Zach asked, peering into the kitchen.
He had a knack for sensing her mood, and immediately realized something was off. Trisha flinched, attempting to hid

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