Freya was excited to start her new life as a newlywed and moved into her husband George’s family estate. However, a warning from Valerie, the maid, about George’s secret life quickly shattered their vows.

Brimming with post-wedding joy, I moved into my husband’s enchanting family home, complete with high ceilings, arches, fountains, and flowers everywhere.

George had wanted me to settle in before we left for our honeymoon in the South of France.

Yet, things weren’t as perfect as they seemed. From the start, the maid, Valerie, gave me looks that seemed to say, “You don’t belong here.” I tried to shake it off, determined to stay. Valerie would have to get used to it.

A few days into moving in, I decided to make breakfast for my new family. The house was massive, and George’s younger siblings still lived at home, so I prepared a large meal.

Valerie watched me closely in the kitchen, making me nervous. When I reached for my phone to look up egg recipes, it was missing.

“Have you seen my phone?” I asked Valerie, certain it had been on the table in front of her.

Valerie barely glanced at me and shook her head.

“I’d hurry up with the breakfast if I were you,” she said coldly. “The family expects it on the table before they come downstairs.”

Taking her advice, I finished the breakfast as Valerie left the kitchen.

I eventually found my phone on the seat Valerie had just vacated. The message on the screen turned my world upside down:

Check your husband’s drawer. The top left one, specifically. Then RUN!

My heart pounding, I made my way to our bedroom, the warning replaying in my mind. Valerie had tidied the room and folded our clothes from the night before.

I hesitated before opening the drawer, dreading what I might find. What secrets was George hiding?

Inside, I found a stack of letters tied with a faded ribbon and an old key. The letters, written by my husband, were to someone named Elena.

I sat on our bed and read through them all — each letter spoke of a love and future he promised to someone else.