NA'S

Every word felt like a knife, but I forced a smile and walked toward her. When I reached her, she pulled me into a tight hug. "Happy anniversary, my darling wife," she said warmly. My heart shattered again. If only she knew. If only she knew her son had already destroyed the marriage she was celebrating. We entered the house together. The sitting room was beautifully decorated-flowers, laughter, and familiar faces filled the space. Everyone looked joyful, dressed nicely, smiling brightly. I even saw my cousin who had just returned from abroad-he had come all the way to celebrate with us. They greeted me happily. "Happy anniversary!" "Congratulations!" "May your home be blessed!" Their words were meant to make me happy, but they only deepened the pain. My body was there, but my mind was still stuck in Lucas's office, replaying the betrayal again and again. Today was meant to be a celebration. Instead, it felt like the burial of my marriage. I welcomed the guests with a trembling voice, doing my best to appear calm. No one noticed the storm raging inside me. After a while, I excused myself and went upstairs to change. The moment I entered my bedroom and closed the door, I lost control. I broke down completely. Tears poured out as my body shook with every sob. I felt betrayed, humiliated, broken. What have I done to deserve this? How could the man I loved and respected treat me