Arthur’s discovery of a love letter in his wife Emily’s jeans ten years after their wedding led him on a quest to salvage their marriage, only to unearth a truth that shattered his plans and their life together.
My name is Arthur, and I’ve been married to Emily for a blissful ten years. We have a wonderful six-year-old daughter and live in a cozy home that’s always been our happy place.
I work from home as a graphic designer, which allows me to spend lots of time with my family.
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While I spend most days in my pajamas, Emily dresses up every morning before leaving for the local college where she works as a tutor. She’s passionate about her job, and I believe she’s really good at it.
Lately, though, I started to feel a change in the air. It wasn’t anything specific Emily said or did. I felt there was a newfound coldness in our relationship.
Previously, we used to chat about everything—the mundane details of our day, our daughter’s latest antics, or plans for the weekend. With time, these conversations faded and were replaced by polite nods and routine exchanges.
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One evening, as we were clearing the dinner table, I tried to break the ice. “Hey, how was your day? Anything interesting happened with your students?” I asked, trying to reconnect.
She just smiled weakly and replied, “Oh, the usual stuff, nothing worth mentioning.”
Her brief reply felt like a wall going up, making me feel more distant than ever. It was clear that something was off, but I couldn’t quite figure out what it was.
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Emily and I both do chores. It was my turn to do the laundry last Saturday. As usual, I gathered all the clothes scattered around our home and began sorting them. At that point, I had no idea that my heart was about to get broken.
As I emptied the pockets of Emily’s jeans, a folded piece of paper caught my attention. Curious, I unfolded it and found myself staring at a love letter. She didn’t write it to me but to someone named Mark.
“I love you always and forever,” Emily wrote in that letter, and I recognized her handwriting immediately. Those six words pierced my heart as my face turned pale. I felt a range of emotions—anger, betrayal, and heartbreak, all at once.
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I closed my eyes for a few seconds and took a deep breath, preparing myself to read the text that I knew would break my heart into a million pieces. I sat on the cold floor of our laundry room and read the letter carefully.
“To Mark,
Meeting you transformed my life. The way you make me feel is hard to explain. You have a remarkable ability to make me feel beautiful, valued, worthy, and loved. If I could only give you one thing in this life, it would be the ability to see yourself through my eyes so you could realize how special you are to me.
I love you always and forever.”
My hands trembled as I read the words, and a wave of heartbreak washed over me. How could my wife share such intimate, loving words with someone else?
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As hundreds of painful questions popped into my mind, I whispered to myself, “How long has this been going on?” I couldn’t believe Emily was involved with someone else, but the letter in my hands was a stark, undeniable token of infidelity that I couldn’t just ignore.
Fuming with anger, I wanted to confront Emily immediately but decided to teach her a lesson instead. Little did I know that was the worst decision I could have ever made.
Holding the letter in my hand, I went to my mother’s house. She’s a well-known lawyer in our city, and I trusted her judgment implicitly. When I showed her the letter and explained the situation, her reaction was immediate and intense.
“Arthur, this is clear evidence of her infidelity. You should consider filing for divorce. I’ll support you through this, and we’ll make sure you come out of this with everything you deserve,” she declared firmly. Her words were sharp, fueled by a mix of professional judgment and maternal protectiveness.
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Though her reaction aligned with the hurt I was feeling, something inside me hesitated. “Should I end everything based on one letter?” I thought to myself.
“I don’t think I’m ready for this,” I told my mother. “I don’t want to file for divorce right now.”
“But why?” Mom protested, her voice tinged with deep concern. “It’s clear Emily is interested in someone else, Arthur.”
“I want to talk to her first, Mom,” I said calmly. “But please promise me you won’t tell anyone I came here to file for divorce. Not even Dad. No one. Okay?”
“I don’t think you’re doing the right thing, Arthur,” she sighed. “But I’ll keep our meeting a secret. Don’t worry. Just give me a call when you’re ready to file for divorce.”
“Thanks, Mom,” I said before leaving her house.
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During the next few days, I consciously tried to salvage our marriage. I wasn’t ready to give up on us without trying to bring back the warmth and closeness we once shared.
I started by being more present at home. Instead of retreating to my desk after dinner as usual, I stayed to help Emily clean up the kitchen.
I took on more of the daily chores, hoping to ease her load and show her that I was there for her.
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Each morning, I made it a point to ask about her plans for the day. I listened to her plans carefully, ensuring she felt I was paying full attention. I wanted Emily to know I was there for her and our daughter.
I also surprised her with her favorite roses when she returned home from work one day. I felt happy watching her smile as she lifted the bouquet and inhaled the fragrance. It reminded me of our early days when I used to surprise her with roses daily.
With my consistent efforts of trying to make our marriage work, our relationship began to improve. Emily started reciprocating my romantic acts, making me feel better about our bond.
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I believed these small gestures would ultimately bridge the gap that had formed between us until the day Emily returned home visibly upset.
That day, she stormed in, her eyes flashing with anger. “Your family accosted me in the store today, Arthur. They accused me of cheating and warned me about losing everything in a divorce. Is it true? Did you really talk to them about us without speaking to me first?” Her voice was louder and more strained than I had ever heard it.
“Yes, it’s true. After I found that love letter you wrote to Mark, I thought about filing for divorce,” I admitted, my voice tight with frustration. “But then I decided to give our marriage a chance, and you should be grateful that I even considered trying.”
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“What are you talking about, Arthur? What letter to Mark?” She was genuinely confused now, her anger mixing with bewilderment.
“The letter in your jeans—the one filled with declarations of love for Mark. I saw it with my own eyes, Emily,” I said pointedly.
Emily started to laugh, a reaction I hadn’t expected. “Oh, Arthur, that letter wasn’t for me. It was a favor for a student who wanted to express her feelings to her boyfriend. I just helped her phrase it better.”
“What?’ I was shocked.
I stood there, feeling the ground shift beneath me as the reality of the misunderstanding dawned on me. My actions, based on a misinterpreted piece of paper, had spiraled out of control, damaging the trust between us perhaps irreparably.
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“I can’t believe you’d think I was cheating on you and then tell everyone about filing for divorce!” she yelled at me.
I felt horrible after learning the truth. Feeling guilty, I asked Emily for forgiveness, but she asked me to leave her alone.
The next day, she was sure about wanting a divorce. The trust was broken, not by her supposed infidelity, but by my hasty actions and doubts.
Looking back, I feel terrible thinking about how my insecurities and mistrust ruined my life. What should I do now?
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New angle of assassination attempt on President Trump from behind
Chaotic new footage of the assassination attempt on former President Donald Trump gives a fresh insight into the moment he was swarmed by Secret Service agents, knocking off his shoes.
The video, filmed from behind the stage and obtained by WBEN, shows Secret Service agents huddling over Trump, shielding him from possible further gunfire, just seconds after his ear was hit by a bullet fired by would-be assassin Thomas Matthew Crooks.
An agent is then seen tossing Trump’s shoes off the stage — with the defiant GOP candidate quickly getting to his feet and calling out, “Let me get my shoes, let me get my shoes.”
The previously unseen angle of the shooting then shows agents trying to escort a disheveled Trump off stage but are briefly stopped when he puts his fist up in the air to assure the crowd he was not killed.
The footage then captures an up-close view of the former president being safeguarded away from the stage, surrounded by a gaggle of Security Services agents, as rallygoers chant “USA!” and applaud before the video ends.
Trump, 78, cleared up why his shoes were off in an interview with The Post on Sunday.
“The agents hit me so hard that my shoes fell off, and my shoes are tight,” Trump said.
The former prez also commended the Secret Service — who have come under much scrutiny since Saturday’s assassination attempt — for their heroic actions.
“They did a fantastic job,” he shared. “It’s surreal for all of us.”
Trump also added he told the agents he wanted to return to the podium and “keep speaking,” but he “just got shot,” so they wouldn’t allow it.
One of the rallygoers positioned in the front row behind Trump when he nearly was killed explained the moments leading up to the recently released video.
“At first, I seen him grab his ear, but then he went down,” said Rich from Angola, NY, told WBEN. “We didn’t notice he was wounded, but then the Secret Service jumped on top of him right away.”
Rich noted that the Secret Service remained very professional during the attempt on Trump’s life and that “they did their jobs exactly the way you would expect them to do it.”
Another New Yorker attending the Pennsylvania rally detailed the mayhem that broke out seconds after the shots were fired.
“We were trying to get closer to the area that [Trump] was, and so therefore, we saw one of the Secret Service men going toward the [stage], so we followed him. And soon after that, we heard that pop, pop, pop, pop. And somebody said, get down,” Joyce Gallagher told the outlet.
“Your brain is trying to process the pop pop, it could be anything, it could be firecrackers. It could be some kind of prank or whatever. But, you know, that’s the point where the surreal comes into play. Immediately, you saw people on the stage ducking, and you also notice people saying, ‘Get down, seriously get down’ and I have never seen people flatten on the ground as far and as fast as I did.”
Crooks, 20, narrowly missed Trump as the presidential hopeful spoke at the rally, grazing the politician’s ear, at his campaign rally in Butler, Pa.
The gunman apparently shimmied up on top of a nearby building, army-crawled into position with a rifle, and squeezed off at least five to seven shots from about 130 yards away at the former president before Security Service snipers killed him.
“They took him out with one shot right between the eyes,” the former president said, praising the snipers.
Trump made an appearance Monday at the GOP convention, two days after he was left bloodied by a sniper’s bullet.
When the 78-year-old former president emerged from the Fiserv Forum in Milwaukee, most of his right ear was wrapped in a bandage.
Trump did not deliver remarks during the appearance.84
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Earlier in the day, he was officially named the Republican nominee for president after being nominated by more than 1,215 GOP delegates.
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