“The Night I Said No”

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For weeks, after I found out about David’s affair, I lived in a fog of sadness and disbelief. I kept asking myself how I hadn’t seen the signs. The late nights, the new cologne, the sudden disinterest in our conversations—it was all so clear in hindsight. I found the messages between him and Sophie late one night when he was in the shower. I remember the way my hands shook as I scrolled through their plans for secret dinners and stolen moments.

I confronted him the next morning. He denied it, of course. Typical. But I knew. His excuses only made the anger burn hotter inside me. For days, I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. Our life felt like a lie.

One night, I found myself sitting alone at a bar, thinking. A man approached me, charming and sweet, and for the first time in weeks, I felt… noticed. He offered to buy me a drink, and I accepted. We talked, we laughed, and by the end of the night, I had an opportunity to give David a taste of his own medicine. I could have gone with this stranger, done what David did to me.

But I didn’t.

Instead, I went home. As much as I wanted revenge, I realized that sinking to David’s level wouldn’t heal me. I didn’t want to be like him. I didn’t want to hurt someone else the way he had hurt me. So, I said no. And for the first time since I found out about the affair, I felt like I had made the right choice for me.

 

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