“This is why I left,” I announced. “Grant was with another woman two nights ago at his bachelor party.”
Gasps rippled through the small crowd as they looked at the photo.
“That’s not what it looks like!” Grant argued.
“It’s taken out of context!”
“Out of context?” I shot back. “How do you explain kissing another woman while celebrating your bachelor party?!”
Grant opened his mouth to speak, but Ethan stepped in front of me, cutting him off.
“Don’t,” Ethan said firmly. “You’ve done enough.”
Grant’s face contorted with fury.
“Stay out of this, Ethan! This has nothing to do with you!”
“That doesn’t mean you can get away with this, Grant!” Ethan yelled. “You can’t cheat on Sadie like that!”
At that point, Grant lunged forward and pushed Ethan, but thankfully, Grant’s friends held him back.
Their father also came forward and helped Ethan get up.
That day marked the end of my relationship with Grant. I never spoke to him again.
But Ethan? We stayed in touch.
Over the following weeks, I learned about his struggles.
A failing family farm and a mountain of debt that Grant had refused to help him with.
Ethan was planning to sell his pickup truck, his last possession of value, to stay afloat.
That’s when I had an idea.
I took the money I’d saved for my honeymoon and offered to help Ethan turn his farm into a farm-to-table subscription box business.
It was a risk, but it paid off.
A year later, Ethan invited me back to the farm. The fields were thriving, the business was booming, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like I was exactly where I was meant to be.
And standing there, side by side with Ethan, I realized I’d gained something far better than a husband. I’d found a loyal partner and the best friend I never knew I needed.
I’m so grateful to Lila for showing me that Reddit post.
Otherwise, I would’ve married Grant without knowing what kind of a person he truly was.
Source: amomama
