The Fall of Arthur: A Woman's Revenge & Rebirth

I ended my business trip early, not telling anyone, just to surprise Arthur Thompson.

Now, the surprise had turned into a shock.

The photo album on the computer had no pictures of us.

The first photo showed Arthur, shirtless, embracing a strange blonde woman. The background was the gray bed in our bedroom.

The date on the photo was the first day I left for my business trip to Miami.

I scrolled down.

The second woman, innocent with long, straight black hair, kissing him on my favorite sofa.

The date was the day I went back to my parents' house for the weekend.