And then, I saw it.
There was Jake, greeting a woman at our doorstep—not just any woman, but one who laughed as she handed him a bottle of wine. My heart sank. I scrolled further; another day, another woman, this one with a stack of movies.
It appeared that whenever I was absent, Jake had visitors. Different women, each visit clearly recorded by the very camera he installed for our “security.”
I was paralyzed, the tablet slipping from my hands onto my lap. How could he? When did our shared life become this facade? Tears clouded my vision as each video clip felt like a betrayal, puncturing the trust and love I had fostered—was it all one-sided?
With every shared laugh and bottle of wine, the apartment seemed to constrict around me, the walls echoing the deceit. I felt sick, a heavy realization settling in. This wasn’t a simple error or a misunderstanding; it was a deliberate, repeated betrayal.
Fury mixed with my grief, fueling the tears that streamed down my face. I needed to confront him, to demand explanations. But first, I had to collect myself, to piece together my shattered dignity. I couldn’t let him see my devastation.
I steeled myself for the confrontation. The illusion of our love had evaporated, replaced by stark indignation. Jake owed me some serious explanations, and I was determined to get them.
When Jake came back, the apartment was suffused with tense silence. He greeted me with his usual carefree smile, unaware of the tempest within me.
“Hey, Em. Missed you,” he said, as he hung up his coat.
I didn’t return the smile. “We need to talk,” I said firmly.
Jake’s smile wavered. “What’s wrong?”
I thrust the tablet towards him, pausing on an image of him with one of the women. “Care to explain this?”
He glanced at the screen, then shrugged nonchalantly. “Emily, you’re blowing this out of proportion. They’re just friends.”
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