I flipped through the pictures. They showed the two of them together again and again. Going to a hotel together could be brushed off as a social event, even a business trip. But kissing in the car? What was that? Personal service?
Even though I desperately wanted to make excuses for Caleb, convincing myself that there had to be some misunderstanding, all my defenses crumbled the moment I saw the photo of them kissing. My heart was quickly overwhelmed by waves of grievance and sadness that I could no longer suppress.
The paparazzi did not just stop at the photos. They dug deeper, uncovering more about the relationship between Caleb Martin and Scarlett Myers. To my shock, I discovered that they had a history stretching all the way back to high school. For three years, they had been inseparable, a young couple deeply in love.
Their love story came to a tragic end during their senior year. Caleb's mother disapproved Scarlett's modest family background, so she decided that Scarlett Myerswas not good enough for her son. She tore them apart and Scarlett was devastated. She left the city in search of a new life.
For years, she lived in another city, only returning recently when she could not find stable work. That was when she reached out to Caleb. Instead of helping her find a decent job somewhere else, he gave her a position as his personal secretary.
As I read this information, a deeper sadness washed over me. Caleb had never once mentioned to me that he had a first love.
If all she wanted was a job, he could have easily found her a position in another company, away from us. But no, my husband brought her to his side, into our lives, which felt like a clear sign that his connection with her had not faded.
I could not stop the memories from flooding back to our wedding day when Caleb Martin knelt down on one knee. His eyes were glistening with emotion as he slipped the ring onto my finger. His voice trembled as he vowed that I was the only woman he would ever love for the rest of his life.
Yet, here we were and the man I trusted the most had let me down.
I was not going to sit by and tolerate this betrayal. That night, as soon as Caleb walked into the house, I threw the stack of disgusting photos right before his face. The pictures were scattered across the floor in a disordered mess and the shot of him and Scarlett kissing lay glaringly on top.