Unearthing the Second Life: A Betrayal Discovered in the Navigation History
Language: en
When Arthur's car blocked the neighbor's driveway, I grabbed the spare key to move it. He had just left for a three-day conference in the capital. Sitting in the driver's seat, the navigation screen was still illuminated, displaying his recent history. One specific address was repeatedly searched and even saved as a favorite. "Mia's Cozy Nest: Moonbay View, Building 7, Unit 1, Apt 901." I swiped the screen, my fingertips turning icy. For the past six months, there were consistent records of him driving there, always with return trips past midnight. And yet, he had told me he'd been busy…