Chapter 4
One evening, knowing Liam was meeting Sophie at his workplace, I decided to capture them in the act. With my heart thumping, I drove to his building and parked a street away. As I neared his office, I overheard muffled voices and laughter.
I silently pushed the door open a little. The scene before me felt like a punch in the belly. Liam had Sophie seated on his desk, his hands caressing her body as they kissed passionately. Fighting back tears, I raised my phone and took several shots before leaving unnoticed.
When I was finally back in my car, I gave myself freedom to cry. I felt feelings of hurt, rage, and betrayal wash over me. But a hard resolution was beginning to grow beneath the suffering. Did they really believe they could ignore me and treat me like a fool? They were clueless about what was ahead.
The weeks went by, and my evidence file got thicker. Bank records displaying significant cash withdrawals. receipts from hotels. I had recovered some damning text messages from Liam’s phone. pictures from their secret meeting. Everything was there, an unmistakable proof of their betrayal.
I kept up my pretense throughout. I played the caring wife while my heart hardened with each new piece of evidence. Liam became cockier and more irresponsible in his deceptions. He definitely thought he had gotten away with it.
One night, as we lay in bed – the bed he shared with my sister – Liam smiled at me. “I’ve been thinking, we should go on vacation soon. just the two of us. “Reconnect, you know?”
I faked a smile, even though bile rose in my throat. “It sounds nice. Where were you thinking?
As Liam talked about prospective destinations, I made a decision. It was time to put an end to this charade. I had more than enough evidence now. It was time to confront them and take back my life.
The following morning, I called Joan. “It’s time,” I said simply.
“Are you sure?” she questioned, her voice filled with concern. “We can wait if you need more time.”
I nodded my head, despite the fact that she could not see me. “No, I am ready. “Let us do this.”
Over the following few days, we prepared. Joan assisted me in writing the divorce documents, making sure that all the ‘t’s and ‘i’s’ were dotted. We reviewed my facts and created a strong case against Liam.
I woke up oddly calm the morning I was going to face them. That was it. My marriage was ending, but a new Chapter in my life was also beginning.
I took great care while getting dressed, adorning myself with my favorite heels and a stunning black outfit. I glanced at my reflection as I put on my makeup, barely recognizing the lady in front of me. I had never felt someone as strong and fierce as she appeared to be.