You Cheated on Me

"Two years after her initial diagnosis, she had recovered fully some time ago, and she'd sent her kids to (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛's parents' house as her and (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛 prepared to go on a trip for their anniversary. She saw her kids' iPad lying on the ground, and went to put it away, but saw a notification pop up. For some reason, it had been connected to (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛's Apple account, and she saw a message from Anna coming in: "stop lying to yourself. we both know you want to fuck me again." Thalia's breathing quickened, and her eyes widened in shock, as she scrambled to open the rest of the conversation between (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛 and Anna. She saw (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛 consistently rejecting Anna's constant advances, but, her heart shattered into pieces as she saw messages where (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛 begrudgingly admitted to having sex with Anna once while Thalia was sick with cancer. Thalia began trembling, and stormed off to their room, where she knew (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛 was. She threw the iPad right at their face, and they caught it, seeing the conversation that was open. Angry tears started falling down Thalia's face." "You... fucking asshole..." "She lunged at (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛, tackling them onto the bed, and started pounding on their chest with all the force her petite figure could muster as she yelled at them in between choked up sobs." "Why?! A couple months of no sex, and you go and throw everything away?! Was that all it took to just betray me, and betray our children?! How could you do this to us... to me...?" "Thalia started tugging at her own hair, having a full-blown nervous breakdown. As heartbroken as she was, she clung to (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛, as they were her sole source of comfort in her darkest of times all these years. All of this was buried through a new mountain of pain, hurt, and hatred. She broke down completely, crying violently on top of (っ◔◡◔)っ 💛 V 💛" "Why... does everyone... always choose her... why am I never good enough...?"

"She shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face, her mind reeling from the betrayal." "There's nothing to explain, Eric! You fucked my sister while I was sick and dying! How could you be so cruel, so heartless?!" "Thalia's voice rose to a hysterical pitch as she struggled to comprehend the depths of Eric's infidelity. She pushed herself off him, scrambling back until her back hit the wall." "I thought we had something real, something strong... But you just used me, didn't you? Made me believe in love and trust, all while plotting with Anna behind my back!" "She buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. Her entire world had shattered in an instant, leaving her with nothing but shattered trust and a aching heart." "I don't even know who you are anymore... Or what we are... We're done, Eric. It's over."

"Thalia's eyes flashed with anger, her body trembling with rage and hurt." "A weak moment?! You call cheating on your wife with her sister a weak moment?!" "She took a step forward, her voice low and venomous." "You were lost and scared? So was I, Eric! But I didn't turn to her for comfort. I didn't betray everything we had built together." "Thalia's chin quivered as she fought to hold back more tears." "You had my trust, my love, my everything. And you threw it all away for a quick fuck with my sister. How could you be so selfish?" "She turned away, unable to look at him anymore. Her voice cracked as she spoke." "I don't want to hear your excuses or your apologies. I just want you to leave. Get out of our house and never come back."

"Thalia spun around, her expression a mix of fury and heartbreak." "Make it right? You think you can just apologize and everything will go back to normal? You destroyed my trust, Eric. You shattered my world." "She shook her head, tears streaming down her face once more." "I don't want to hear about your regrets or your plans to fix this. I need time to process, to grieve the loss of our marriage. You took that away from me too." "Thalia's voice dropped to a whisper, filled with anguish." "I don't know if I can ever forgive you, Eric. But even if I could, I don't know if I want to. You hurt me too deeply." "She turned her back on him again, unable to bear the sight of his remorseful face." "Just go. Leave me alone to figure out how to pick up the pieces of my broken life."

"Thalia's shoulders stiffened at the question, her voice heavy with pain and resentment as she answered." "Because she's everything I'm not, Eric. Tall, curvy, beautiful... the golden child you and my parents always fawned over. I've always felt inferior, like I could never measure up." "She turned to face him, her eyes blazing with hurt and betrayal." "And in my darkest moment, when I was weak and vulnerable, you chose her. You picked the one person who's always made me feel small and inadequate." "Thalia's voice broke, tears spilling down her cheeks once more." "So yes, I get it. I understand why you would want her. But that doesn't excuse what you did. You could have just been honest with me, instead of using her to fill some sick fantasy." "She shook her head, a bitter laugh escaping her lips." "But I guess that would have required a real man, not some pathetic coward who can't even face his wife's pain."

"Thalia's gaze hardened, her lips curling in disgust." "Comfort and escape? You found that with my sister, the woman you claimed to despise? I don't buy it, Eric. You used her because you could, because I was too sick and weak to resist." "She stepped closer, her eyes flashing with anger." "And don't even try to spin this as some noble, tormented soul seeking solace. You're a liar and a cheat, plain and simple. You threw away our marriage and our children for a fleeting high with your sister." "Thalia's voice rose, her words dripping with venom." "You want to know what really hurt me? It's not that you chose Anna over me. It's that I thought I meant something to you, that our love was real. But in the end, you proved that I was just a convenience, a warm body to fill your needs." "She turned away, her shoulders slumping in defeat." "I don't know if I can ever forgive you, Eric. But I do know that I can't be with someone who would betray me like this. So please, just leave. Let me try to pick up the pieces of my shattered life without you."

"Thalia's heart clenched at Eric's words, a flicker of hope sparking within her despite her better judgment. She turned to face him, her expression guarded." "Don't do this, Eric. Don't pretend like you care now, when it's too late. You had your chance to be honest with me, to work through our problems together. Instead, you chose to cheat and lie." "She took a step back, her voice dropping to a whisper." "I don't want to hear your excuses or your apologies. I just want you to go. Leave me alone to deal with the aftermath of your betrayal." "Thalia's eyes filled with tears once more, but she refused to let them fall. She squared her shoulders, trying to find the strength to face the uncertain future ahead." "Please, Eric. Just go. Let me try to rebuild my life without you in it."

"Thalia's jaw clenched as she listened to Eric's words, a mix of emotions swirling within her - anger, hurt, and a flicker of doubt. She shook her head, trying to clear the confusing thoughts." "Don't say that, Eric. You've already proven that you can't be trusted. How can I believe anything you say now?" "She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to say." "I need time, space, and the certainty that you'll respect my boundaries. If you can do that, then maybe - just maybe - we can talk about rebuilding our relationship in the future. But for now, I need you to leave." "Thalia's voice was firm, but her eyes betrayed the deep sadness and uncertainty she felt. She knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult, but she had to take this first step towards healing and moving on."

"Thalia's gaze faltered for a moment at the mention of their children, a pang of guilt and sorrow mixing with her anger and hurt. She knew Eric loved them just as much as she did, and the thought of denying him this final moment with them was difficult." "Okay... but just for a few minutes," she said finally, her voice softening slightly. "And you need to be careful with what you say. They're innocent in all of this, and I won't have you confusing or upsetting them." "Thalia led Eric to the living room, where their two children were playing on the floor, oblivious to the turmoil that had just unfolded. She watched as Eric knelt down beside them, his expression a mix of sadness and longing." "Hey guys, Daddy has to go away for a little while," he said, his voice gentle. "But I love you both so much, and I'll see you soon, okay?" "The children looked up at him with wide, trusting eyes, and Thalia felt a lump form in her throat. She knew Eric was struggling with his own emotions, and that he was trying to do the right thing by honoring their need for time apart." "Come on, kids. Let's get you packed up so Daddy can say goodbye properly," Thalia said, trying to keep her voice steady as she ushered their children towards the door. As they left the house, Thalia couldn't help but wonder what

"Thalia nodded, a faint smile touching her lips as she watched Eric embrace their children tightly, whispering reassurances in their ears. Her heart ached at the sight, torn between the love she shared with her family and the pain of Eric's betrayal." "Remember, kids, Mommy and Daddy need some time to work things out, but we all love each other very much," she said, her voice soft and reassuring. "You'll see Daddy again soon, okay?" "The children nodded, their eyes wide with a mix of confusion and concern. Thalia knew they would have questions later, but for now, she just wanted to protect them from the harsh realities of their parents' failing marriage." "Okay, sweethearts, let's get in the car. We have a long drive ahead of us," Thalia said, ushering them towards the waiting vehicle. As she watched Eric buckle their children into their seats, she felt a sense of finality wash over her. This was it - the end of their life together, at least for a while.* "Take care of them, Eric," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the engine starting. "That's all I ask right now."

"Thalia nodded, her eyes welling up with tears as she watched Eric's car slowly disappear down the driveway. She felt a heavy weight settle in her chest, a mix of sadness, anger, and uncertainty about the future. As she turned to head back inside, her phone buzzed in her pocket - a text message from Eric." "I love you, Thalia. Always have, always will. We'll get through this, together." "Thalia's fingers hovered over the screen, her heart fluttering at the sincerity in his words. She knew she still loved him too, despite everything. But could their relationship ever be the same again? Only time would tell." "With a deep breath, Thalia stepped into the house, closing the door behind her with a soft click. The silence that followed was deafening, a stark contrast to the chaos of emotions swirling within her. She knew the road ahead would be long and difficult, but for now, all she could do was take things one step at a time."

"Thalia stared at Eric's text message for a long moment, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. Part of her yearned to respond, to reach out and try to rebuild what they had lost. But another part of her, the part still reeling from the shock and betrayal, feared that reaching out would only lead to more pain." "With a heavy sigh, Thalia typed out a response, her fingers trembling slightly as she hit send." "I love you too, Eric. But we need time and space to heal and figure out what we want for the future. Don't expect me to rush back into things. I need to focus on myself and our kids right now." "As she hit send, Thalia felt a sense of relief wash over her. She had expressed her feelings honestly, but also set clear boundaries. It was a start, a small step towards potentially rebuilding their relationship in the future. But for now, she needed to focus on herself and their children, on finding the strength to move forward and create a new sense of normal for their family."

"Thalia's heart swelled with a mix of gratitude and sadness as she read Eric's response. She knew he meant every word, that he was truly committed to being there for her and their children, even if it meant taking a step back for now." "Thank you, Eric. That means a lot to me," she typed, her thumbs hovering over the screen for a moment before she hit send. "I'll be in touch when I'm ready to talk. Until then, take care of yourself and our babies." "As she ended the conversation, Thalia felt a sense of closure wash over her. She had taken the first step towards healing, by setting boundaries and expressing her needs. It was a start, a small step towards rebuilding trust and moving forward." "With a deep breath, Thalia turned her attention to the present moment, to the quiet house and the children waiting for her attention. She knew the road ahead would be long and difficult, but for now, all she could do was focus on being present for her family, and on slowly piecing together the shattered remnants of her heart."

"Thalia smiled softly at Eric's message, her heart aching with a mix of love and longing. She knew he meant every word, that he would wait patiently for her call, ready to support her and their children whenever they needed him." "I love you too, Eric. Always will," she replied, her fingers tracing the words on the screen. "I'll be in touch soon. Take care of yourself, okay?" "With a final tap, Thalia sent the message and closed her phone, the weight of their conversation settling heavily in her chest. She knew the road ahead would be long and difficult, but for now, all she could do was focus on being present for her family, and on slowly piecing together the shattered remnants of her heart." "As she turned to head back inside, Thalia's gaze fell upon the empty driveway, the spot where Eric's car had once sat. A pang of loneliness washed over her, but she pushed it aside, focusing instead on the warm glow of the lights spilling from the windows of their home. She knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she and their children would face them together, as a family."

"Thalia spent the next few days in a daze, going through the motions of daily life but barely registering anything around her. She focused on her children, on keeping them calm and happy amidst the turmoil of their parents' broken relationship. But at night, when the house was quiet and she was alone with her thoughts, the pain would come flooding back, threatening to consume her." "She found solace in small things - a warm bath, a good book, a cup of tea on the porch swing as the sun set. But even these simple pleasures were tinged with a sense of longing, of missing the comfort and companionship she once had with Eric." "As the days turned into weeks, Thalia began to feel a glimmer of hope, a sense that she was slowly starting to heal. She started seeing a therapist, just to talk through her feelings and work on rebuilding her sense of self. And with each passing day, she felt a little more grounded, a little more ready to face the future." "But even as she began to find her footing, Thalia couldn't shake the knowledge that Eric was still out there, waiting for her call. She knew he meant well, that he truly loved her and their children. But the thought of going back to him, of rebuilding trust and intimacy after what he had done, was daunting and terrifying." *For now, Thalia was content to focus on her own healing, on creating a new sense of normal

"Thalia's heart skipped a beat as she saw Eric's text message pop up on her screen. She had been expecting it, of course - he had been reaching out regularly, checking in on her and their children. But still, the sight of his name made her feel a flutter of anxiety, a mix of longing and trepidation." "It's going okay, I guess," she replied, trying to keep her tone light and casual. "The kids are doing well, and I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things. Thanks for checking in." "She hesitated for a moment before adding," "Honestly, it's hard sometimes. There's a lot of grief and anger, and I'm still figuring out how to navigate all of it. But I'm getting there, slowly." "Thalia knew she was offering Eric a glimpse into her inner world, a glimpse he hadn't earned back yet. But she also knew that honesty was the only way forward, the only way to build trust and understanding in the aftermath of his betrayal." "I appreciate your interest, Eric," she said finally, her fingers hovering over the send button. "It means a lot to me. But for now, I think we both need to focus on our own healing and growth. Let's take things at our own pace, okay?"

"Thalia felt a twinge of surprise at Eric's question, a flicker of defensiveness at the implication that she might need outside help to deal with their situation. But she quickly pushed it aside, recognizing the genuine concern behind his words." "Yeah, I am," she admitted, her fingers typing out the response with a sense of relief. "It's been really helpful to talk through everything with a professional, to get some perspective and guidance on how to move forward." "She paused for a moment, considering whether to share more." "It's not easy, of course. There are a lot of emotions to navigate, and it's tough to confront some of the deeper issues that came up during our therapy sessions. But overall, I feel like it's been a really positive step for me." "Thalia knew that Eric's question was a natural one, that he was simply trying to understand how she was coping. And she appreciated his willingness to listen and support her, even if their relationship was on hold for now." "Thanks for asking, Eric," she said softly. "It means a lot to me that you care about my well-being like that."

"Thalia's heart swelled with a mix of surprise and gratitude at Eric's admission. She hadn't expected him to be grappling with the same emotional fallout from their situation, but it made sense - they had both been through a traumatic event, after all." "That's really commendable of you, Eric," she said, her thumbs hovering over the screen. "It's not always easy to acknowledge when we need help, but it's a huge step forward in terms of healing and growth." "She paused for a moment, considering how to phrase her next question." "Do you think you'd want to do some couples therapy, even if we're not together right now? I know it's a lot to ask, but I think it could be really beneficial for us both, in terms of understanding what went wrong and how to move forward in a healthier way." "Thalia knew it was a bold suggestion, one that opened up the possibility of them working together again in the future. But she also believed that seeking help was a sign of strength, not weakness, and that it could ultimately bring them closer together as co-parents, even if their romantic relationship was over."

"Thalia's heart skipped a beat as she read Eric's response, a mix of relief and excitement washing over her. She had been hoping he would be open to the idea, that he would see the value in working together to heal and grow, even if their romantic relationship was no longer viable." "That's great, Eric," she typed, her fingers flying across the screen. "I think it would be really beneficial for us to have a safe space to talk through our feelings and work on rebuilding trust. And who knows, maybe we'll even come out the other side with a stronger co-parenting relationship." "She smiled to herself, imagining the potential for growth and understanding that therapy could bring. It wouldn't be easy, of course - there would be tough conversations and uncomfortable revelations. But Thalia was ready to face those challenges head-on, knowing that the end result would be worth it." "Let's start looking for a therapist who specializes in relationship issues and co-parenting," she suggested, her mind already racing with possibilities. "I can do some research and make a few calls, and then we can discuss the options together. Sound good to you?"

"Thalia's heart swelled with a sense of hope and possibility as she read Eric's words. For the first time since discovering his infidelity, she felt like they were moving in a positive direction, that they were taking concrete steps towards healing and rebuilding their relationship as co-parents." "I like the way you think, Eric," she replied, her thumbs dancing across the screen. "Finding the right therapist will be key to helping us navigate this new chapter. And who knows, maybe we'll even discover some new strengths and growth opportunities along the way." "She paused for a moment, considering how to phrase her next thought." "I know we still have a lot of work ahead of us, emotionally speaking. But I'm feeling more optimistic than I have in a while. Having you by my side, even if it's just as co-parents for now, means the world to me." "Thalia smiled softly, a sense of gratitude and appreciation washing over her. She knew that the road ahead would be complex and challenging, but with Eric's support and their shared commitment to growth and healing, she felt more confident than ever that they could face whatever came their way."

"Thalia's eyes widened in surprise at Eric's suggestion, a mix of excitement and trepidation swirling within her. A meeting with a therapist, just the two of them? It felt like a major step forward, a tangible commitment to their shared healing journey." "That sounds great, Eric," she replied, her fingers flying across the screen. "I think a face-to-face meeting with a professional would be really helpful for us, especially if we're going to be working together on co-parenting and communication. When were you thinking of scheduling it?" "Thalia's mind raced with the implications of their meeting, the potential for deep conversations and honest self-reflection. She knew it wouldn't be easy, that there would be uncomfortable truths to confront and emotional walls to dismantle. But she also believed that facing those challenges head-on, with the support of a skilled therapist, could be a transformative experience for both of them." "Let's make it happen, Eric," she typed, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. "I'm ready to take this next step with you, even if it's scary. Together, we can do this."

"Thalia's heart leaped at Eric's suggestion, a surge of excitement and hope washing over her. Wednesday at 2 pm? It was sooner than she had expected, but the prospect of starting their therapy journey together was too enticing to resist." "That works perfectly, Eric," she replied, her thumbs flying across the screen. "I've been doing some research too, and found a few therapists who seem like great fits. But I trust your judgment, so let's go with the one you found. I'll make sure the kids are occupied that afternoon, so we can have some uninterrupted time to focus on ourselves." "Thalia felt a sense of gratitude towards Eric, for taking the lead in organizing their therapy sessions and for his commitment to their shared growth and healing. She knew that this was a big step for both of them, one that required vulnerability, trust, and a willingness to confront their deepest fears and insecurities." "I'm really looking forward to our session on Wednesday, Eric," she typed, a soft smile spreading across her face. "Let's make the most of this opportunity to learn, grow, and strengthen our bond as co-parents. I know it won't be easy, but I'm ready to face whatever comes our way, as long as we're in this together."

"Thalia's heart swelled with a sense of excitement and anticipation as she read Eric's message, the prospect of their upcoming therapy session filling her with a mix of nervous energy and hope. She knew that Wednesday would be a turning point, a chance for them to start rebuilding their relationship on a foundation of honesty, trust, and mutual growth." "Sounds good, Eric," she replied, her fingers typing out a response with a newfound sense of purpose. "I'll wait for your confirmation of the appointment details, and make sure everything is set on my end. In the meantime, I'm going to take some time to reflect on what I want to discuss and work on during our sessions. It'll be helpful to have a clear idea of my goals going in." "Thalia paused, considering the weight of their upcoming conversations. There would be tough topics to navigate, uncomfortable truths to confront, and emotional scars to heal. But she also believed that by facing those challenges together, they could emerge stronger, wiser, and more resilient as co-parents and individuals." "I'm really looking forward to our time together on Wednesday, Eric," she typed, a soft smile touching her lips. "Let's make the most of this opportunity to learn, grow, and deepen our connection. I know it won't be easy, but I'm ready to put in the work, as long as we're in this together."

"Thalia's mind whirled with a mix of emotions and considerations as she pondered Eric's question, her fingers hovering over the screen before she began to type." "Well, I think for me, some of the key areas to focus on will be rebuilding trust, learning to communicate more effectively, and figuring out how to navigate our new reality as co-parents," she replied, her words flowing with a sense of clarity and purpose. "I also want to work on letting go of some of the hurt and anger I'm still carrying, and finding ways to prioritize my own emotional well-being in the midst of all this change." "She took a deep breath, considering the depth of her feelings and the complexity of their situation." "I know we both have a lot to work through, and it won't be a quick or easy process. But I'm hoping that by being open, honest, and supportive of each other, we can create a safe and positive environment for growth and healing. And who knows, maybe we'll even discover some new strengths and insights along the way." "Thalia smiled softly, a sense of optimism and determination washing over her. She knew that the road ahead would be challenging, but she also believed that by facing their struggles together, they could emerge stronger and more resilient than ever before."

"Thalia's heart swelled with a sense of validation and understanding as she read Eric's words, the realization that they were both grappling with similar challenges and desires for growth bringing a sense of connection and solidarity between them." "I completely agree, Eric," she replied, her thumbs flying across the screen. "Accountability and transparency are crucial for building trust and maintaining open, honest communication. And I think it's wonderful that we're both recognizing the need for these shifts and actively seeking to improve our connection." "She paused, considering the depth of their shared goals and the potential for positive change." "I'm excited to explore these topics further in our therapy sessions, and to work together as co-parents to create a more supportive and collaborative environment for our children. It won't be easy, but I believe we have the capacity for growth and the will to make it happen, as long as we're committed to the process." "Thalia's smile widened, a sense of hope and anticipation filling her as she looked towards their shared future." "Let's make the most of this opportunity, Eric. I know we can do great things together, both as individuals and as a family unit. And I'm honored to be on this journey with you, even if it's not always easy."

"Thalia's eyes widened in surprise at Eric's suggestion, a mix of curiosity and apprehension swirling within her. Meeting the therapist separately before their joint session? It was an unconventional approach, but one that could potentially provide valuable insight and preparation for their shared work ahead." "I think that's an interesting idea, Eric," she replied, her fingers typing out a thoughtful response. "Having some individual time with the therapist could help me process my own emotions and experiences, and maybe even identify some specific areas I want to focus on during our joint sessions. Plus, it would give us both a chance to establish a rapport with the therapist on our own terms, which could be beneficial for the group work we'll be doing together." "Thalia paused, considering the potential benefits and drawbacks of Eric's proposal." "However, I also worry that meeting separately might create some confusion or unevenness in our communication moving forward. We'll need to make sure we're both on the same page and that our individual sessions don't create new conflicts or misunderstandings." "She smiled, a sense of camaraderie and shared purpose infusing her words." "But overall, I'm open to giving it a try. Let's discuss the details with the therapist and see what they recommend. I'm excited to dive into this process with you, Eric, and I know that whatever approach we choose, we'll be better for it in the end."