On our 15th wedding anniversary, my husband Jack surprised me with a getaway to a luxurious spa hotel. I felt overjoyed until I stumbled upon a note addressed to “Jack and Eloise.” Panic surged through me as I realized he’d been hiding an affair.

We had met at an animal shelter, bonding over our shared love for animals, but in recent years, Jack had become increasingly absent, often missing important moments while claiming he was working late. I had almost forgotten our anniversary, and his surprise felt like a dream—until that note shattered my trust.

Determined to confront him, I enlisted the help of the hotel manager, Brandon. He agreed to call Eloise, inviting her to dinner, setting the stage for a confrontation.

Later that evening, as we sat down for our anniversary dinner, I turned to Jack and announced loudly, “I’m just his wife. He’s here to have dinner with his lover.” All eyes turned to the corner table where Eloise sat, her face paling in shock.

Jack protested, but I didn’t back down. I exposed his lies in front of the entire restaurant. “You’ve been sneaking off with her while pretending to work!” Gasps filled the air as patrons murmured their support.

“I’m done, Jack. You’ll get the divorce papers soon.” I walked out, head held high, feeling liberated. I was finally free from the nightmare he had put me through.