That evening, after making sure that Ellie was asleep, I poured Nathan a drink.
He accepted it with a smile, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me.
“So,” I began.
“Miss Allen seems really good with Ellie.”
“Really?” he asked, his eyes lighting up. “I knew Ellie liked her…”
“Enough for Miss Allen to be her new mom?” I asked.
“What’s going on, and don’t you dare lie to me.”
Nathan’s face drained of color, guilt written all over him.
His confession poured out, officially ruining our marriage.
He had been having an affair before we moved, but the woman wanted more from him. So, he broke it off when the new job opportunity came up. But it hadn’t taken him long — he and Miss Allen had been seeing each other for two weeks before Ellie overheard their conversation.
The next day, when I dropped Ellie off at school, I confronted Miss Allen about the affair.
She denied everything.
I transferred Ellie to another school.
She needed to be protected and cherished, not be caught in the middle of her father’s extramarital affairs.
A divorce was inevitable, and I found that while it was painful, I was relieved. Nathan had destroyed us a long time ago, it was just time to end our marriage officially.
We are a few months into the divorce and Ellie is my focus — with constant reassurance that she is loved unconditionally.
She’s forgotten about Miss Allen, and loves her new teacher.
Nathan is free to come and go as he pleases with Ellie, as she is the most important factor in our lives.
Source: amomama
