Returning home, I hoped for an explanation, but instead found a note in the nursery:
“I love you and our baby, but I have to leave forever. Ask your mom why she did this.”
I confronted my mom, demanding answers. With guilt in her eyes, she admitted Michael had been having an affair. She confronted him, and he chose to leave rather than confess.
I was shattered. My husband had betrayed me, and my mother’s actions had forced him to walk away. I had no chance to fix things, no closure—just me, a newborn, and a broken heart.
Weeks later, Michael confirmed the affair with his boss. He wasn’t coming back. I realized that even those we trust can make decisions that leave us to pick up the pieces alone.
What would you have done?