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She Cheated After 26 Years of Marriage – The Truth Broke Me | TRUE STORY
After 26 years of marriage and nearly four decades of love, I thought I knew my wife better than anyone. But one night changed everything. This is the raw, emotional story of betrayal, broken trust, and the painful journey of rebuilding life from the ashes.
From a magical college reunion to a confession that shattered my soul, I share every detail — not for sympathy, but for those who’ve ever loved deeply and lost painfully.
If you’ve ever faced heartbreak, betrayal, or had to start over, this story is for you.
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It's funny how you can live a lifetime
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and still not see what's right in front
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of you. I'm 57 now and for 26 of those
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years, I was married to my sweetheart
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Lucy. She wasn't just my wife, she was
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my best friend, the girl I'd known since
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college. We had a decade of history
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before we even tied the knot. Two years
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of friendship, a year of me chasing her,
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and then a lifetime of beautiful
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moments. We weathered everything, even
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years of living in different cities due
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to work. Our connection felt
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unbreakable, a bond forged in time and
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trust. She was my rock, the mother of
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our children, and the person who
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understood me better than anyone.
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That's what made her betrayal so
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devastating. Just last week, we went to
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our college alumni reunion. It's a huge
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glitzy event celebrating 35 years since
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we graduated. We were a bit of a legend
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there, the couple who found love and
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made it work. Walking into that
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ballroom, holding her hand, I felt a
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swell of pride.
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I wanted to show everyone our story, our
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perfect, enduring love. It was a
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foolish, naive thought, one that now
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feels like a taunt from the universe.
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The night was a blur of old friends,
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laughter, and shared memories.
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But our joy was a fragile thing, easily
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shattered by the arrival of a ghost from
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the past, a classmate named Rick. Back
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in college, Rick had been obsessed with
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Lucy. While many guys admired her
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intelligence and charm, Rick's pursuit
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was different. A sincere, almost
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desperate devotion that bordered on
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unsettling.
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He simply wouldn't give up, not even
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after he knew she was with me. I
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remember him coming up to me after we
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got engaged, texting some childish
1:51
message that Lucy had made a serious
1:52
mistake.
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We just laughed it off, assuming he
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would eventually move on. We hadn't
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heard from him in 35 years. Yet there he
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was, standing before us, his gaze fixed
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on Lucy with the same intensity. His
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embrace felt invasive, and Lucy, clearly
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unsettled, offered a stiff handshake
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instead. He took a seat across from her,
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his presence a dark cloud over our
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table. When I tried to change the
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subject, asking about his family, he
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revealed he was divorced and then with a
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bitter laugh said, "You should be sorry.
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You stole my love." In my younger days,
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those words would have started a fight.
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Now, as we approached 60, they just
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sounded pathetic. He was the same
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small-minded, insecure boy he'd always
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been, the kind of guy no one would pick
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for their team.
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A palpable discomfort settled over our
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table. Lucy said nothing, but I could
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see the effect his words had on her. Our
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friend Nancy noticed too and pulled Lucy
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aside. They whispered together, trying
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to calm her down, but she was a worrier,
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prone to overthinking. Rick, ever the
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opportunist, followed them. He claimed
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he was sorry for upsetting her, but his
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apology was laced with a venomous
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backhanded compliment.
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I wanted to remind you that you still
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have an admirer despite what time has
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done to you. I was outraged but kept my
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composure, telling him to leave us
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alone. Lucy, her voice firm, told him
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the same, but he stood his ground,
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urging her to forgive him, to just enjoy
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the rest of the night. It was a bizarre,
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manipulative performance. And then, a
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moment I'll never forget.
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Lucy in a sudden turn embraced him. "Let
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go of our story, Rick," she said, her
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voice soft but final. "Don't come back
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to me." In my eyes, she was putting an
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end to his obsession, a decisive act
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that allowed us all to move forward. We
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walked to the dance floor, and as others
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joined us, I felt the earlier tension
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dissipate. I kept a close eye on her, of
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course. I saw Rick whispering something
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in her ear, and she responded with a
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smile and a nod.
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I told myself it was nothing. Lucy would
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have told him off if he was out of line.
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I was feeling confident again, lost in
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the festive atmosphere.
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But a while later, I realized both Lucy
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and Nancy were gone. At first, I didn't
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think much of it. But after a nervous
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half hour, I began to search. I called
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their phones. The loud music made it
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impossible to connect. When Lucy finally
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returned, something was terribly wrong.
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Her face, her posture, her very essence.
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She was different. A cold, quiet
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stranger had taken the place of my
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vibrant wife. She was reserved,
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withdrawn, and insisted we leave
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immediately. Nancy was with her, and the
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two of them didn't speak a single word
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to each other. The silence between them
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was deafening. I tried to talk to Lucy
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on the long drive home, but she just
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said she was tired and needed rest. Back
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at the house, she went straight to bed,
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figning sleep. I, on the other hand, was
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tormented by the silence. The weight of
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her unspoken words was a physical
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presence in the room. When I finally
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drifted off around 2:00 a.m., it wasn't
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for long. She woke me up, sobbing
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uncontrollably.
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I held her, stroking her back, and asked
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if the reunion had been too much. She
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just cried harder. I held her tighter,
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trying to absorb her pain, to let her
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know I was there, even if she couldn't
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speak. And then she did. "I cheated on
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you," she whispered. The words hanging
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in the air between us like a fatal
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wound. "With Rick," the room spun. "My
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mind was a kaleidoscope of images.
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Rick's obsessive gaze, her strained
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handshake, their strange secretive
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whisper on the dance floor, the long
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disappearance, her silence on the way
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home.
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It all made a horrifying, heartbreaking
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sense. I was frozen, unable to speak,
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unable to move. She continued, a torrent
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of confessions pouring out of her. They
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had been dancing, and Rick had
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apologized for his past behavior,
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showering her with compliments, telling
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her she was the most extraordinary woman
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he'd ever met. She admitted she was
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flattered, a little buzzed from the
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champagne, and when he asked her to walk
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with him, she agreed. She recounted
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every intimate detail, every painful
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moment, until her own guilt had stopped
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them. The weight of her words was
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unbearable. I just sat there numb,
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trying to piece together the shattered
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pieces of my life. I asked her for some
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time alone, but she clung to me, begging
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for forgiveness, terrified of losing me.
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As she finally cried herself to sleep, I
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lay beside her, my mind replaying every
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detail.
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Rick's smug, triumphant smile when she
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returned came into focus.
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I had thought it was a victory over his
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own obsession. It wasn't. It was the
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smile of a man who had finally won. The
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disgust and anger were a tidal wave. I
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couldn't share a bed with her. I quietly
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slipped out, grabbed my laptop and
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wallet, and left.
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I went to a hotel, blocked her number,
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and tried to process a lifetime of love
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and trust being shattered in a single
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night. The next morning, my phone rang
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incessantly.
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Our two children, a 24year-old son and a
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21-year-old daughter, were calling. I
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couldn't lie to them, not to my son, who
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was the more mature and level-headed of
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the two.
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With a heavy heart, I told him the
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truth. His mother had cheated on me. He
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was shocked, his world as shattered as
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mine. I asked him to keep it quiet until
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I could figure things out. I told my
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daughter I was away on a business trip,
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a flimsy excuse that bought me some
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time.
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I dived into online research, looking
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for lawyers and for answers. I found a
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subreddit where men shared similar
8:01
stories, some talking about revenge.
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But I couldn't hate Lucy. My love for
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her was a part of me. Yet, I knew we
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could never be together again. The trust
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was gone, replaced by a chasm of
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betrayal. We were on two different paths
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now. My lawyer advised me to tell the
8:19
children the full story. I arranged a
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lunch with them and my sister. My
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daughter's reaction was raw,
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heartbreaking.
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She thought I had cheated and left. She
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cried, apologizing, her world crumbling
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around her as I carefully, slowly
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explained what Lucy had done. Both of
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them pleaded with me to reconsider, to
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save our marriage. But I stood firm. It
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was the hardest thing I had ever done. I
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told them about the divorce papers,
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about the fair division of our assets.
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My daughter, who had been staying with
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Lucy, told me how her mother was
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struggling, how she was a shell of her
8:58
former self. Lucy, meanwhile, was
9:02
frantically trying to find me, showing
9:04
up at my client offices only to be told
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I hadn't been there. She was spiraling,
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her world falling apart just as mine
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had. Then, a few days later, a message
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from Rick. He brazenly told me that if I
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was leaving Lucy, he would be there to
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take her for himself.
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I blocked him without a second thought.
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His arrogance didn't anger me. He was
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just an opportunistic stranger. My pain
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was about Lucy, my wife, my best friend.
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As the divorce papers were finalized,
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Lucy refused to sign, believing my anger
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would eventually subside. But it didn't.
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Her fragile hope was crushed when she
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was served the documents. My daughter
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called, telling me Lucy had been
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hospitalized for depression. Some might
9:48
see my actions as cruel, but they don't
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understand.
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I loved her with all my heart, but her
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actions showed no love or trust in
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return. I had to let go for my own
9:59
survival. A few days later, Nancy
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called. She was sorry for what had
10:03
happened and admitted she'd been there
10:05
with Lucy and Rick. But her version of
10:07
the story was different. Lucy hadn't
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told the whole truth. Nancy said she had
10:13
tried to intervene when Rick was making
10:14
advances, but Lucy had enjoyed the
10:17
attention. When Rick suggested a walk,
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Nancy had warned her against it, but
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Lucy went anyway.
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Nancy found them later, not on a quiet
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lawn, but in the college pool locker
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room. My wife had confessed to me, but
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she had lied about the most crucial
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detail. Her conscience hadn't stopped
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them. Nancy had. The realization was
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like a final fatal blow. It wasn't an
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intoxicated mistake. It was a deliberate
10:46
choice. It's been a year now. The
10:48
divorce is final. Lucy got half of our
10:51
retirement savings and I gave my share
10:54
to our children. She's still in therapy.
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As for me, I've decided to embark on a
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new journey. The idea of a quiet
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retirement by the beach no longer
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appeals to me. I've left the life we
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built behind. And now I'm building a new
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one. One free of secrets and lies.
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It's a lonely path, but it's my path.
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And for the first time in a long time, I
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am moving forward.
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