His Cruelest Betrayal, Her Sweetest Revenge

on. I threw clothes into a suitcase, my movements jerky and mechanical. Each item-a dress he

, leaning against the doorframe, a

you doing,

ce flat. "Getting rid of t

ng a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "Darli

ntract expired. The irony was s

g a smile that felt like broke

t I was just having a momentary tantrum he could soothe away. He wrappe

he murmured, his l

am, to claw at him, to rage at the decade of lies. But I held

ntly pushing him away.

e go. "Alright. But tomorrow, we

I stared at the ceiling, my eyes burning with unshed tears. I noticed for the first time that he wasn't wearing his wedding

ed around the room with a quiet stealth, clearly thinking I was still asleep, no

anniversary, my love," he whispered to my st

bed. I grabbed my phone. My hands were shaking as I o

d had just pos

n the background, a man's back was visible, looking out a window at the sunrise

ome mornings are just more perfect t

ity's elite, were all gushing. "OMG, so happy for you two!" "Fin

only one who had been liv

creen. I commented on her po

suit. Jaydan has

unding. A few seconds later, the

was Jaydan. I let it ring. Then a cal

I am so, so sorry. You've misunderstood. Jaydan and I we

aid, my voice d

ry if it upset you. Please, don't be mad at Jaydan."

you." He then softened his tone, the practiced liar. "Look, honey, it was a mistake. We were picking out your anniversary

comforting her, w

voice dangerously calm

ef in his voice. He thought his lie had wo

hun

g from my numb fingers. He was so good at it. The

ror. She looked calm, poised, ready for a romantic dinner. But inside, she was

how far he would go. I was going to watch his whole