“Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for you?” His voice was soft, almost tender, as he gazed into her eyes.

“I’m so happy you finally chose me.” She laughed, her hand intertwining with his as they stood close, completely unaware of your presence.

Your chest tightened, an unbearable ache taking root deep inside. From the cliff’s edge, you watched them – your husband of five years and this woman, someone you didn’t even know existed until now. The betrayal was raw, the lies so expertly woven that you’d believed him completely. . For years, you thought your life together was perfect, never questioning his late nights or sudden trips. And yet here he was, proving it had all been a carefully constructed illusion.

You stood silently on the cliff, high above the shore, listening to the waves crash against the rocks far below. The ocean seemed angry, mirroring the turmoil in your heart, and yet it was the calmest thing in the storm raging within you. The wind howled, whipping at your hair and clothes as you struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding before you.

Behind you, the soft crunch of tires rolling over sand signaled the arrival of a car, but you didn’t turn to look. You couldn’t tear your gaze away from the scene playing out in front of you, the way he looked at her– the way he used to look at you.

“I won’t stop you if you truly wish to jump,” a voice cut through the sound of the ocean, sending a chill down your spine.

You stiffened. That voice, recognising it instantly, that cold, familiar tone that once haunted your dreams. Slowly, you turned your head slightly.

Simon…