It had only been a few days since I got married. Like always, I used to go jogging every morning, and afterward, I would sit on the sofa for a while. I kept my socks inside my shoes, but every time I returned from my shower, I would find one of them lying outside. I asked my husband about it, but he denied knowing anything. Yet it happened every single day. That’s when I began to grow suspicious. One day, after returning...