Nothing Is Hidden Under The Sun

I never told him of my past as a whore. We were just starting afresh and everything seemed to be moving well until the past came knocking.

Michael decided to watch porn with me one faithful night, then a video popped, it was a video of me being uploaded on xvideo.com.

His face got blacker and blacker and at this point, I didn't know what to expect.

"You know that I hate lies, I have never lied to you." He dropped his phone, having seen enough.

"I didn't want you to know."

His phone beeped with a notification as he saw another video of me on xvideo.com.

"Please honey, this was my past and I don't want it to affect my present."

My mind raced on thoughts; Who is doing this? Who wants to ruin my marriage? This video is from the hotel I normally have sex. Am so foolish to not have known that the hotel has hidden cameras.

"Did your parents know you're a whore?" He asked in anger.

"What are you saying, none of my family knew.".

" Am forwarding this to your family. Your aunt, uncle, brother, sister, name them. You will be the talk of the house."

"That's a shameless act, no honey, it's wrong. I understand that you want to punish me just like you did and we didn't have a honeymoon vacation. I've told you before, that was my past, my present is with you now."

"But this your past is now in the present and you never told me about it. Remember what I told you the other day when you denied your a whore. Am a man of my word so I'll keep to my word. I am forwarding it and there is nothing you can do about it."

"No... no..." I stood up and headed to the other room and picked up the gun.

His eyes locked on his phone as he said. "I just forwarded it to them, it will take some time for everything to finish sending."

"You son of a bitch."

Bullet escaped from the gun.

Minutes later. I picked up my phone and called mom. "Mom..." My lips began trembling.

"Is there anything the problem."

"Mom, something just happened."

"What is it, what happened?"

"He's dead."

"Who is dead, I don't get you."

"My husband."

"Am coming there right now." She hanged up.

Helen arrived to see his body laying on the floor with a hole in his neck.

"How did he die?"

"Mom..." I embraced her so tight.

"Hey calm down baby, in the night we will go to the bridge and dispose of his body. Baby... stop crying, am here for you. I know, I know, it happens." She said, comforting me.

The next day. I was stunned to see a group of detectives in my house, and my mom talking to them.

"What do you want to know?"

The detective took out a pad and a pen. "We found a body on the bridge last night and a passerby recognised you and your daughter, so I ask, did you and your daughter dispose of the body?"

"No. I don't know what you're talking about."

"A neighbour said she saw you and your daughter dressed in black, walking down the road, perhaps pushing a trash can in the middle of the night."

Helen laughed. "She must be mistaken, we were here all through the night."

The detective that asked the questions snapped shut his notebook. "I'd like to talk to your daughter now."

"I don't see any reason you should talk to my daughter."

"Mom it's fine." I appeared in the living room. "So what do you want to talk about?"

"The body we found in the water, under the bridge is the same with the frame on the wall."

"We disposed of the body."

"What are you saying," Helen said softly. "You -"

"That's the truth, but we didn't kill him. I didn't kill him. I love him, I will forever love him. I didn't kill my husband." I broke down in tears.

"We will leave you now with no further questions, maybe next time. We're running an autopsy on him, when the result is out, we will see then."

They stood up and left.