Chapter 1

I found a used condom and a pair of black lace panties in the bathroom trash can.

Garrett and I had not slept together in over a year, and I never owned lingerie like that.

I wanted to call him, but then I saw his god-sister's Instagram story.

He was kneeling on the floor, holding her bare foot and kissing it with deep devotion.

I locked my phone, shed no tears, threw no tantrums, and quietly went on with my day.

Later, Garrett finally realized something was wrong.

His eyes were bloodshot as he choked out, "Why don't you care about me messing around with other women anymore?"

1.

While washing my face in the bathroom, I spotted the sexy black lace panties resting in the trash bin.

Draped over them was a used condom filled with cloudy fluid.

My entire body froze in place.

Garrett and I had not touched each other in a whole year.

I was always quiet and conservative, and I never bought such revealing underwear.

That meant only one thing: while I was staying over at a friend's house yesterday, Garrett had brought another woman into our bed.

I pulled out my phone to call him.

Before I could dial, a text popped up from him.

【I'm slammed at work today. Whatever you have going on, just handle it yourself, okay?】

Today was the anniversary of my mother's passing.

In previous years, Garrett would always come with me to the memorial park to pay our respects.

I thought he would remember this time.

I had even confirmed with him this morning before leaving my friend's place, and he promised he would be there.

Yet now, he texted saying he could not make it.

What could possibly keep him so busy?

My thumb tapped on Instagram, where his god-sister, Hanna Croft, had just updated her story.

I had added her because Garrett brought her home before.

The moment the photo loaded, my mind went completely blank, as if a bomb had detonated in my skull.

It was taken inside a luxury hotel suite.

Garrett was leaning down, cradling Hanna's foot in his hand, pressing his lips passionately against the top of her foot.

His gaze was dripping with raw affection.

Her caption read: 【He says he loves every single inch of me.】

In that single second, the very last trace of love I had left for him evaporated into thin air.