My Husband Unexpectedly Surprised Me with a Romantic Dinner, but There Was a Terrible Reason Behind It

Candlelight flickered over the elegantly set table, soft music played, and the aroma of a home-cooked meal filled the air. It felt like a dream—one my husband, Daniel, had never created before. As I sat down, I smiled, hoping this was his way of rekindling our love. But something felt off—his nervous glances, fidgeting hands. I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. “Okay, what’s going on? This is too good to be true.”

He hesitated before whispering, “I need to tell you something… I’ve been cheating on you.”

My world shattered. As I struggled to process it, he continued, “And… she might be pregnant.”

Rage, heartbreak, disbelief—everything hit at once. Just as I prepared to react, he delivered the final blow:

“And I can’t hide who she is.”  He dialed a number. “Come in,” he said. The door creaked open. As I turned to see, my vision blurred, my knees buckled, and the world faded to black.