Love Betrayed: A Heart's Agony

On our fifth wedding anniversary day, I quietly slipped into my wife, Rosalie Lane’s office, planning to surprise her.

But instead, I found a photograph hidden in her drawer.

In the picture, Rosalie was passionately kissing her first love.

What hit me hardest was the pure white wedding dress she was wearing.

As I stood there, seething with anger, a message from Rosalie lit up my phone.

[Honey, I have to go to a hotel with Blake tonight for work. I won’t be home for dinner.]

[Be good and wait for me at home, okay? Love you.]