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Hey, hey, Waffle, gang.

I do hope you're well. My name is Mark, and today we're checking out some more Reddit stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider, hit that like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first story. Much love, guys.

Now, before we do get into today's story, I do want to give you a warning

that there is talk of a car accident and someone losing their life from the car accident as well.

So if you do want to skip the story, please feel free to do so. Time stamps are always down in the

description and along the timeline below. Thank you. And it's titled, Would I Be the Assol here?

If I told my kids, male 16, female 18,

their recently deceased mother cheated on me. And it's from constant space 3136.

The wound's still a bit fresh. A month ago, my wife of 22 years tragically died in a car crash. Cynthia was one

of those drivers that loved to stare into her phone and unfortunately this bad habit caught

up with her in the last week of January. I was pretty devastated when the police showed up at my door

and told me she had a fatal accident and I wanted to honor her somehow.

At the time of the accident, I had no idea she was having an affair.

The last four or five months I did notice she was pulling away and our intimacy decreased.

But I thought this was just something that happened to couples after 20 years, so I didn't

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