Jacob’s lips parted, but no sound came out.
The woman, who I now realized must have been his ex-girlfriend, looked between us, her face stricken.
“You never told her?” she whispered.
I let out a shaky laugh.
Jacob lied. He lied to my face.
I turned to the woman.
“Did you know he was married?”
She hesitated.
Then, with a guilty look, she nodded.
“I… I knew about you. But Jacob said you knew about him.” Her eyes flicked to the boy, who was still clutching her leg.
A fresh wave of betrayal crashed over me.
Jacob had an entire second life.
A secret child. A secret home.
A second family.
Meanwhile, I had been sitting at home, feeling sorry for him, and thinking he was a good son.
At that point, I wanted to scream and throw things, but I didn’t.
Instated, I smiled and said two words.
“Keep him,” I told the woman.
Then I turned and walked away.
I never looked back.
That night was one of the hardest nights of my life, but it made me realize I had to be strong for myself. I couldn’t let one man ruin everything for me.
So, I filed for divorce the next morning. I was sure I wanted to get rid of the man I thought was my husband.
Soon enough, Jacob came crawling back, begging for another chance, but I was done.
I told him I couldn’t live with a man who didn’t think twice before betraying me like this.
He kept begging me to let him explain why he thought it was okay to support that woman and his child.
He said things like “they needed me” and “It’s not like I don’t love you,” but I wasn’t in the mood for explanations.
Not now.
Not after I’d learned the truth.
There’s one thing I want to tell you all. If you ever feel like something is wrong, trust your gut.
Don’t ignore the signs that tell you to dig deeper.
Do what your gut tells you to.
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Source: amomama
