Seeing my husband with a young woman by the pool, I was ready to confront him and get answers. Little did I know, the confrontation would reveal more than just his secret and lead to a series of events that would change everything.
I’m Lisa, and I’ve been married to Tom for four years. Tom has a successful job, we share a comfortable home, two cars, and a dog named Max. On the surface, everything seemed perfect. But today, our life started to fall apart.
It began on a quiet morning. I decided to surprise Tom with breakfast. As I prepared pancakes, I noticed Tom entering the kitchen looking stressed.
“Morning, Tom. Breakfast is almost ready,” I said, trying to lift the mood.
“Morning,” he muttered, barely looking at me.
We sat down to eat, and that’s when the tension became clear. It started over something small—he was upset I’d used the last of the blueberries.
“You know I like blueberries,” he said sharply.
“Well, you could’ve mentioned we were out,” I replied, trying to stay calm.
What started as a small disagreement quickly turned into one of our frequent arguments. Tom left the house in a hurry, saying a quick goodbye that felt colder than usual. I sat there, wondering how things had gotten this bad.
Determined not to dwell on it, I called my friend May and suggested we spend the afternoon at the pool to clear my head.
As we relaxed in the sun, I spotted Tom across the pool—but he wasn’t alone. A young woman was sitting beside him, holding his hand.
“May, look at that,” I said, my voice trembling as I pointed them out.
“Oh no, Lisa. Is that Tom?” she asked, eyes wide in shock.
I felt a wave of anger as I watched him, seemingly carefree with this woman. I stood up, ready to confront him.
“Wait, Lisa,” May said, grabbing my arm. “Think it through.”
But I was too upset to think. I moved toward them, but before I could reach Tom, another man stormed over, grabbing Tom by the collar.
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