I Thought My Dad Was Cheating on My Mom After My Graduation – but What He Was Really Hiding Left Me Speechless

The next day, I quietly scheduled an appointment with a divorce attorney. No confrontation. No drama. I didn’t want apologies or explanations. I just wanted my life back.

Before I could even serve the papers, karma arrived on her own schedule.

He came home early one evening, pale and shaken, like the ground had dropped out from under him.

“She ended it,” he said, collapsing into a chair. “Cassie. She’s going back to her fiancé. Says this was all a mistake.”

I watched him—the man who’d made me question my own body, my worth, my sanity.

“I’m sorry,” I said, calmly.

He looked up, startled. “You are?”

“I’m sorry you chose lies over honesty,” I said. “I’m sorry you tried to make me hate myself so you wouldn’t have to take responsibility.”

I told him I knew about Cassie.

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