On Our Seventh Anniversary, the Tiffany Necklace My Husband Bought Wasn't for Me

Synopsis

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband said his business trip would keep him away. He told me to cancel dinner. I decided to save my surprise for his return: I was nine weeks pregnant. That afternoon, a Tiffany box arrived with his name on it. Inside was the diamond version of the necklace I'd talked myself out of buying last year. I thought it was my anniversary gift. Then I read the card. "Vivian, happy third anniversary. Tonight, I'm all yours." Three years of their affair, hidden inside our seven-year marriage. That night, he texted, "Get some sleep. Don't wait up." I didn't reply. I packed my pregnancy report and pulled out my suitcase. He had no idea I was done waiting.