Then, my phone buzzed. It was a friend, sounding frantic. "Astrid, you've got to get over here! Josie got into a fight at the bar!"
My heart dropped. Josie Calloway was my best friend—bold and blunt, but she always kept it together. It wasn't like her to just lose it, so as soon as I got the address, I rushed downstairs to grab a cab.
When I arrived, I wasn't expecting to see who was there. Standing across from Josie were Cedric and Anya.
"You homewrecker!" Josie shouted, her words slurred from drinking. "The man you're messing around with has got a wife, and you're still all over him? Fucking shameless!"
I quickly moved to Josie's side, trying to keep her steady. When she saw me, she gave a half-smile. "Astrid! You're here!"
Then, she turned back to Anya, still yelling. "Stupid! Both of you! What, you thought it was romantic to give him booze mouth-to-mouth? Can he not drink on his own?! Oh, right, maybe flirting with a married man is just your thing, huh?"
Anya stood there, drenched, leaning into Cedric, tears streaming down her face.
"Astrid, your friend's way out of line!" Cedric barked, his face red with anger. "Anya was just here with me to unwind after work, and she gets humiliated like this? You two better mind your own businesses!"
He was practically yelling at me now, like I was supposed to be the one apologizing, and I just stood there, feeling a strange sense of calm.
Josie, a bit tipsy, shouted, "To unwind? How is cheating unwinding now?! Astrid's your wife! I've got it all on video, and you still won't own up to it!"
She whipped out her phone, and the screen lit up with a video of Cedric and Anya wrapped around each other, drinking straight from the same cup. My shoulders dropped, and I felt the heat rise in my face.
I held onto Josie, steadying her, and locked eyes with Cedric. "Cedric, I'm done. I don't love you anymore. We're getting a divorce."
I didn't wait for his reaction. I turned and walked away with Josie, our friends surrounding us, throwing disgusted looks over their shoulders.
The next day, I handed in my resignation letter. This company—it was our dream. Cedric and I built it together. I had so much history here, but if I didn't let go of the past, I'd never move forward. The HR manager looked at me with pity but didn't say a word to change my mind.