Chapter 2

2.

Looking back, the signs of her cheating were everywhere.

Her workload had seemed lighter lately. She spent all her time obsessing over one white cat.

She gave that cat more attention than our own pets.

The cat's name was CeeCee.

That was the cat she was holding in the clinic.

I had asked her why she was so attached to it once.

"I just like her," she had said with a sweet smile.

I was a fool to believe her.

She didn't love the cat. She loved the owner.

She even named the cat after him―CeeCee for Caleb.

She started going on business trips every weekend, something she never did before.

She started wearing makeup daily, even though she used to hate it.

Then there was the faint scent of men's cologne on her clothes.

And the red marks on her neck that she tried to hide.

Everything was right in front of me.

But I chose to believe her lies.

She told me she just wanted to feel pretty.

She said the cologne smell was from a client at a dinner meeting.

She claimed the marks on her neck were just skin irritation.

Standing outside the clinic, I felt a wave of nausea hit me.

Nobody should have to go through this on their wedding day.

Inside, the two of them were still locked in a passionate embrace.

I forced myself to stop shaking. I pulled out my phone and took a photo.

I'm a lawyer. I know how to handle these situations.

Anger wouldn't get me anywhere. I needed to be cold. I needed a plan.