Beyond the betrayal

My head spinned as I saw and heard his reaction to the news I told him. I had been expecting him to be as surprised as I was but this new coldness was surprising. He knew what was going on.“Babe, what do you mean by that,” I asked with a straight face but inwardly I was scared of the answer I was going to get because I had a vague idea of what he was going to say.“There’s this new business idea…,” He started to say but I cut him off before he could continue.“Oh no, not again. I thought we were over this. You promised it would never happen again without you consulting me first.”The hiccups in our marriage so far had been arguments about finances. Marcus had a small investment company which he had started shortly before we got married. Though he was very secretive about the details of how it ran, it was clear that it wasn't fetching much. It wasn't the only business he had, there were several other things he began and left halfway. Since he had access to my accounts, thousands of do

Marcus handed me the papers without a word. His expression was calm and there was no warmth or regret in his face. It was as though he had rehearsed this moment. I stared at the stack of documents, my heart thudding in my chest. Divorce papers. I don't know why I hadn't thought of it after everything that had happened, but seeing them in front of me drove home the feeling of abandonment.I had been thinking that it was something I could work out but this was the end."Sign them," he said coldly.I couldn’t speak a word and my hands shook as I reached for the pen he offered. My eyes went to his face, searching for any sign of hesitation but there was nothing. Just that blank, indifferent stare.As I resolved to sign it, I thought about all the times we’d laughed together, the nights we had stayed up talking about our future, and the promises we’d made. I thought about how I’d loved him, even after the arguments, after the lies, after everything. Each stroke of the pen felt like anot