I was making breakfast when a message came to my phone from an unfamiliar room.
I opened it and I saw a picture.
My husband was sitting on a brown couch. Next to him was a woman with short blonde hair in black glasses. They both smiled at the camera, and the woman’s hand lay quietly on Robert’s knee.
There was a message under the photo.
“My name is Susan. I’m 59 years old. I want you to finally know the truth. Robert loves me. We’ve been together for eight months. I’m not going to stay in the shadows anymore.’
My hands were trembling.
At first I thought that someone decided to make a hard joke on me.
But the next message finally broke my heart.
“By the way, Robert has already told me why all these years was so unhappy with you. It is better to step aside while you have at least some remnants of dignity. “