It was the best day of my life. My wife, Natalie, and I had just left the doctor’s office, where we’d learned we were going to become parents. It was a dream we’d both been waiting for, and now, that dream was coming true.
“Honey, this is the best day ever!” I exclaimed, overwhelmed with joy.
Nothing could have ruined my happiness… or so I thought.
As we walked to our car, I noticed something strange—words written on the side of my car. The message read, “Hope She Was Worth It.” My heart dropped.
“What the hell?” I whispered, feeling the blood drain from my face.
I turned to Natalie, and she was just as confused as I was. “What could this be? Did someone mess with the wrong car?” I thought.
Confused, we got into the car and drove home, but the message lingered in my mind. What did it mean?
That evening, Natalie went to her parents’ house, and I tried to rest. But sleep wouldn’t come. I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease, so I went outside to start scrubbing the paint off the car where the message was written.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps. A familiar voice spoke.
“Don’t bother thanking me, you’re welcome.”
I froze.
It was Adrian, my best friend.
“Adrian, what’s going on?” I asked, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me.
That’s when Adrian dropped a bombshell. He told me something about Natalie that I wasn’t prepared for.
Apparently, on the night of our engagement party, Natalie had disappeared for a while. I’d been busy with the guests and a few drinks, so I didn’t notice her absence. But my friends did. They exchanged glances, but no one dared to tell me what had happened.
“I did this because I thought Natalie would tell you about that night once she saw the message on the car,” Adrian said.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. But I had to know the truth, so the next day, I confronted Natalie.
Adrian didn’t believe my marriage would last, but now that we were expecting a baby, he knew I was in it for the long haul. He wanted me to know the truth about my wife.
When I brought up the message, Natalie tried to reassure me, claiming it was just random vandalism. But I knew something wasn’t right.
Finally, I asked her about the night of our engagement party. Tears welled up in her eyes as she confessed. She had been scared. The thought of getting engaged and married overwhelmed her. She had even questioned if I was the one for her. But she assured me she hadn’t cheated.
After hearing her explanation, I chose to trust her. I wouldn’t let that one night overshadow everything we had built together.
It wasn’t an easy conversation, but in the end, I knew we had a chance. I decided not to let that message or the past dictate the future of our lives together.
