I never thought a piece of paper could destroy my marriage. But then, I never expected to find what I did in my husband’s jacket.
Eric and I had a good life. We had a beautiful son, a comfortable home, and plans for the future. His job required travel, but I never questioned it—until the day I decided to declutter our closet.
His old jacket was shoved in a corner, untouched for years. As I pulled it out, something slipped from the pocket.
Two flight tickets.
Dated from around the time our son was born—the same week Eric had insisted he was away for work. But the destination wasn’t for business. It was a honeymoon hotspot. And the name beside his? My stepsister’s.
The room spun. All those nights I’d spent alone, believing he was working for our family, were a lie. He’d been with her.
I didn’t wait for an explanation. I grabbed Damien, left, and never looked back.
Some discoveries change you forever.
