I thought my husband’s ex-wife stealing my seat at his 50th birthday dinner was the worst betrayal of the night. Then I discovered the cake his mother had ordered for her. But nothing prepared me for what his daughter would reveal about the eight years I’d spent believing she hated me.
I spent three months planning my husband Sam’s 50th birthday dinner.
I booked his favorite restaurant.
Ordered a beautiful chocolate cake.
But when I arrived, someone was sitting in my chair.
His ex-wife.
Vanessa.
She wore a red dress and the diamond earrings Sam had given her during their marriage.
“Oh, sweetheart! We didn’t think you’d mind. Vanessa is practically family.”
“Then where am I supposed to sit?”
Patricia pointed toward a small chair near the kitchen entrance.
“There’s room over there.”
I looked at Sam.
Handsome.
Silver beginning to show at his temples.
My husband of eight years.
He looked uncomfortable.
But said nothing.
“To Sam! Some women may come and go, but first loves are forever!”
Everyone laughed.
Except me.
My face burned.
I looked at Sam one last time.
I couldn’t sit there another second.
I grabbed my handbag.
And turned toward the exit.
That’s when I saw them.
Two cakes stood on a trolley near the kitchen.
The other had white frosting and pink roses.
Across the top, in red icing, I could make out the words.
“Welcome Back, Vanessa!”
I pulled the waiter aside.
“Who ordered that second cake?”
“Mrs. Patricia. She requested it be served immediately after your husband’s birthday cake.”
Suddenly, everything made sense.
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