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TIFU for accusing my brother in law for having an affair

I genuinely want to curl up and disappear after what I did this weekend. My sister has been acting distant lately and her husband has been glued to his phone nonstop, always walking out of the room to take calls. Yesterday I walked into their guest room to drop off laundry and saw a woman’s jacket on the bed that definitely wasn’t my sister’s. My brain went straight into FBI mode and I stormed downstairs, phone already recording like some courtroom drama, and demanded he explain who “she” was. He just stared at me like I’d grown two heads while my sister walked in mid-interrogation. Turns out the “mystery woman” was literally my cousin who had crashed there earlier after a night out and left her jacket. The phone calls? He’s been secretly planning a surprise anniversary trip for my sister. She started crying, he was furious, and I was standing there with my camera like a complete clown.

They both left the house to cool off and I’ve never felt more unwanted in my life. I apologized immediately but the damage is done and now I’m convinced I’ve ruined their surprise and made myself look like the unhinged family member. I don’t know why I acted like the marriage police when nobody asked for my help. I thought I was protecting her, but I ended up embarrassing myself and insulting someone who’s actually a great husband. Should I try to do something to make it up to them or just disappear into the woods forever.

TL;DR: You have to clarify things up and leave it to your sister or family.

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