I took a deep breath and made a decision.
“Invite her over,” I said.
“If she really is in danger, if she really needs help, I want to hear it from her.” My voice was steady, but my heart pounded in my chest. “But we need to be careful. The kids should stay at my parents’ place.”
Scott hesitated, then nodded. “Okay.”
I didn’t know what the future would hold. I didn’t know if I could fully erase the doubts lingering in my heart.
But I knew one thing for sure… this wasn’t just about trust anymore.
It was about understanding the truth and protecting my family from whatever danger was still lurking in the shadows.
Because trust isn’t just about believing the best in someone. It’s about openness, honesty, and the willingness to face uncomfortable truths together.
Scott kept a secret from me not because he was cheating, but because he was afraid. Afraid that I would misunderstand, that I would see his actions through the lens of the past instead of the present.
And for a moment, I almost let my fears win. I almost let the ghost of an old love story destroy the real one we were living.
I could have stormed out. I could have let my anger turn into resentment. But instead, I chose to listen. To understand. To face the truth, together.
And that choice? It saved us.
