I booked a private island to save my marriage, but he showed up with his mother and his ex: “You’ll cook while we enjoy ourselves”… so I canceled everything in front of them.
Caleb barely looked up from his smartphone as he took the envelope with a grunt of disdain.
“I hope the internet connection is decent, because I can’t just disappear from my responsibilities just because you feel guilty about your own schedule,” she replied.
It hurt to hear that, but I swallowed my pride and forced a smile because I wanted this trip to be a new beginning.
The next morning, I arrived at the private dock thirty minutes late due to an urgent situation at the office that required my immediate approval.
I expected to find him waiting alone and perhaps a little annoyed, but instead I saw a group gathered near the seaplane.
Caleb stood there with his mother, Margot, his father, Arthur, and Tessa, his ex-girlfriend from college, who was wearing a flowing white linen dress as if she were the guest of honor.
Tessa reached out and touched his arm with a familiarity that chilled me to the bone, and she didn’t move away when I approached.
Margot looked me up and down with her usual barely disguised expression of disdain, adjusting her expensive sun hat as I walked towards them.
“It’s about time you arrived, Lydia, especially since I invited my parents and Tessa, as she’s been having a really hard time lately,” Caleb said, shrugging.
A lump formed in my throat as I looked at the woman who had always been a shadow over our marriage.
“You invited your ex-girlfriend on our private anniversary trip without even asking me?” I asked, my voice barely audible.
