I opened my husband’s laptop to order pizza—and found a secret wedding file. i didn’t confront him. i baked his mother’s favorite coconut cake… and walked into their wedding room with a smile. The cursor blinked like a flat line waiting to be jerked. I wanted pepperoni and sleep after a twelve-hour Er shift. Instead, I clicked on a desktop folder called Forever and watched my marriage crumble on screen: my husband in a tuxedo I’d never seen next to a woman in a dress I definitely hadn’t seen; vo