So, I end up sleeping on the couch all night. There’s no way I’m gonna be in the bedroom listening to my wife get off talking to Bradley, thinking of him, rewatching their video. And, I really have nothing to say to her.
The truth is, I’m hurting. But I hide it because I can’t handle that right now. The morning comes, and there are kids to feed and push out the door to school. I have to get ready for work too.
Normally, my wife is up and at em, running around fixing my lunch and taking care of the kids. Today, she just lays in bed.
I don’t know how to deal with her, what to say. So, I get myself together and head out. Not a word spoken between us. No goodbye kiss.
I’m broken inside, alone and hurting, not knowing how this could have happened. She found my messages, but I straight up told her I never cheated. Never actually cheated. And now she’s doing far worse to me.