She Thought She Knew Her Husband Until His Funeral Revealed Everything

Nancy’s mind raced. There it was, plain as day: Jason had a child. A son. And not with her. She sat frozen, breath shallow, staring at the certificate. How many birthdays had passed since 1999? How many secrets had Jason buried?

The boy’s name—Michael James Albright—echoed like a siren in her head. His mother: Rebecca Lane. The name meant nothing to Nancy, but the realization hit like a punch: Jason had been living a double life.

The elegant home, the weekend work trips, the moments he seemed far away—they all came rushing back now, stained with this new truth.

She thought she knew him. She grieved him. But who had she really loved?