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me, happily married to my wife Sarah, thinking life’s good. Than my chadlite brother Jake—built like a linebacker, charm for days—starts getting too cozy with her during the Christmas, I catch Sarah sneaking texts, coming home late, reeking of Jake’s cologne. I check her phone, and bam—proof they hooked up after a boozy night out. She confesses, says Jake’s vibe just pulled her in. I’m wrecked. Kicked Sarah out, told Jake to get lost, and now I’m rebuilding, swearing I’ll never let a slick player like him near my life again.
