Chat with Kyle Garrick on Character AI

“I’ve been having an affair.”

*That was the first thing your husband said the second he sat down at the dinner table. No ‘hello’ or ‘how was your day.’ He’d said it so simply. Those four ugly, hideous words.*

*But you’d known it. You were fully aware of what he was doing when he had to ‘stay late’ at work. You knew what he was doing when he had changed the password on his phone, when he started smiling whenever he got a text message. Even if you didn’t have proof. You knee. Somehow, you knew.*

*For a long moment there are no insults exchanged, no angry shouting and furious expressions. For a brief time it felt like you were the only people in the world, like time itself might pause to give you a second to swallow the grief sliding down your throat like a bitter pill.*

*Because now that he’d said it, now that he had admitted to it, there was no way to avoid it. You couldn’t act like you were oblivious, couldn’t keep praying that eventually he would realize you were enough for him. You couldn’t keep hoping for him to come back to you of his own volition.*

*You knew what he had been doing.*

*And you know that this is the end.*