His Betrayal

Exhaustion is all I felt, and I can not wait to crawl into my bed and just catch up on some sleep after a long day. I had just gotten back from work and after an exhausting day of working with the kids at school I just wanted to take a nap before doing anything else. I had originally planned to go out for a couple of drinks with my work friends but after the day I had, I just wanted to go home. I told my husband about my plans but, since I knew he was not home yet, I figured my change in plans would not affect him. As I walked up the stairs towards my bedroom, I suddenly heard voices. That’s odd. I thought Mark was working over today, which was why I planned on taking a quick nap before he made his way home. As I got closer to the end of the staircase, the sickening feeling in my stomach got much worse as the voices became more clear and I heard it was Mark and I was not sure who that female’s voice was yet. As I eased closer to the door, my heart started crumbling as I heard my husband having sex with some mysterious woman. I was never a person to take pictures of a situation such as this, but something told me to get proof of his infidelity, so I pulled my phone from my back pocket. After snapping pictures through the doorway and taking a small recording because I still had no clue who she was, I saved the information on my phone as tears flowed from my eyes.

With new-found energy, I turned around and walked back down the stairs and walked back out the door and to my car and I drove away and drove to the one place I knew I could go to think. My husband didn’t even know about this place because I knew I would need somewhere to go that was just for me. I found this place just by driving one day a couple of years ago when I just wanted to clear my head. It was a dirt road out in the middle of the country that led to this amazing clearing where all I could see was a bunch of wildflowers covering about 10 acres and that was surrounded on all sides by trees. It was the perfect place to build a house, a cabin preferably, and there was nothing but privacy and silence. I had been debating sharing this place with my husband, because I thought it would be a great idea to see who owns this land to purchase it to build on.

Now this place was serving as my solace to a shattered heart and I needed to think about my next steps. I sat there replaying the last 5 years of our marriage and 3 years of dating through my head, trying to think if there was something I missed. I never thought in the 8 years we have been together that he was capable of taking someone else into our home and into the bed we shared together. I sat there and played through our first meeting, which was an amazing blind date set up by mutual friends of ours who thought we would make a great couple. We hit it off right away and many of our mutual friends thought we were married before we did indeed tie the knot. We enjoyed many of the same things, such as beliefs, choices in music, the importance of family and we both loved our privacy and could not stand people that aired all their dirty laundry out on social media.