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Let's crack on with today's first story.

Now today's first story comes from particular figure one, two, three, from the true of my

chest subreddit and says, my husband has a second family.

The ultimate cliche has happened in my life and I'm absolutely broken. My husband, my

rock, has been having an affair for over 17 years. We've been married for over 25 years.

We have three beautiful children.

Two in college and one still lives at home.

But turns out he's had another set this whole time.

My husband is an insurance broker.

He has multiple branches over the country which he spends week on, week off.

Turns out on his week off, he's been with his other family in, oh dear, Albuquerque,

apologies if I got that wrong, where his other branches.

He's got a fiancé whom he has two kids with, both in their early teens.

I found out when I went to make a new Facebook account, and when I searched my husband's

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