Fed up with my husband staying out all night, I decided to send in a private investigator to find out what was going on.

"Like I said, there's proof, but I am not sure if you are able to bear it. Janelle had a birthday party without you but invited your husband alone! " Ms. Huggins informs me.

"Your husband cheated on you with your best friend?" I asked, wanting to see the proof but I can't handle it.

"Do you want me to send you the the proof?" Ms. Huggins asked.

"Yes." I said between sobs.

I couldn't stop myself from watching the video that took away the final piece of sanity left in me.

"GOD PLEASE GIVE ME STRENGTH!" I prayed as I open the media messages and what I saw broke me in million of pieces.

During the hour long recording, Janelle rode my husband and he took her in three different positions, but it was when she was on her back and he slid between her legs that it really hit me, he hates me!

There's no doubt that they are cheating on me!

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Pacing the floor of the living room, checking my time for the hundredth time! Ten pm and he is still not home.

Today is my bestfriend's, Janelle's twenty fourth birthday and we planned to take her out to celebrate, having completing another milestone in her life, but he is more than five hours late for the small dinner she insisted we gave her, since she was not in the mood for a crowd.

I know Alex isn't fond of Janelle, but over the years he has learned to tolerate her for my sake and I have been grateful to have my bestie and my husband forcing to get along to keep me happy.

I called his phone again and it's still ringing out and I only got Janelle once to apologize for being late since I was awaiting Alex. Since that first time, her phone has been going directly to voicemail and realizing that she must be upset with me for disappointing her on her special day.

Giving up, I went upstairs stripping in the closet before going to the bathroom to wash off my makeup and settle for the night without my husband once again.

My gut tells me that something is amiss but when I tried complaining about my husband's behaviour during the last couple of weeks to Janelle, she convinced me to leave it for now until I could prove otherwise and I listen to her, allowing him to continue pushing me aside to do whatever is keeping him away from me.

It's now after eleven thirty and Alex is still MIA and I am restless without knowing where he is and why he isn't responding to me. I have to know, I need to know what Alex is hiding from me.

I got up and took out my laptop to check out private investigators in my area, but I will keep it to myself for now, because I don't want anyone repeating my foolish actions to Alex.

I narrowed down my search to a woman and noticing that she was online, I immediately sent her a message to which she instantly responded.

Ms. Huggins, gave me her number and I called her instantly. She asked me relevant questions, which I answered to the best of my knowledge concerning Alex. She even asked for names and addresses of mutual friends which at first I was hesitant to reveal, but she explained that if Alex was hanging out with friends this late or a non mutual friend, we would need to know.

After about thirty minutes, she said that she is already working on my case and will update me within a few hours. Ms. Huggins explained since he is out right now, she can forward her workers to start tracking him.

......

Because I am weak and pathetic, always needing someone, always needing him and he use to be loving and attentive, until two months ago! If it's true, how do I deal with this? How do I get over this? How?

The ringing of my phone scared me and I allowed it to ring three times before I answered it, "hello, Ms. Huggins" I answered.

"Cassie, like I said earlier, it's not good news and two of my workers were able to sneak into the apartment and got pictures and videos. From the outlook, there was a party, so now the question is, how many of your friends knew about their affair?" Ms. Huggins give me a mouthful of information, but it sounds like a movie. It's not real, It's not happening!

So they had a party without me and invited Alex alone! "Maybe they had a private party and Alex was one of the guests?" I asked hoping I am right and Alex loves me still, although I know in my heart, he doesn't. His actions during the past few months have proven that.

'Like I said Cassie, there's proof, but I am not sure if you are able to bear it." Ms. Huggins informs me again.

I remained silent, wondering if I could go on pretending that I know nothing, Can I do that?

"Cassie, I've been where you are right now and believe me, if I had someone wise enough to advise me back then I would have handle this betrayal better and not come out the victim." Ms. Huggins tried to encourage me.

"Your husband cheated on you with your best friend?" I asked, wanting to see the proof but my stomach aches, I can't handle it.

"No with my sister," Ms. Huggins responded softly.

Gasping at the diceitfulness that our love ones put us through!

"I want to see the proof, but how do I handle it?" I asked between sobs.

"First, you must put on a brave front, because we do not want them to know that you are aware of their betrayal." Ms. Huggins advises me, "second, if he doesn't want to communicate with you, don't. Keep your distance!" She continues. "Make yourself unavailable to your best friend and find new friends whom you can hang out with, to make you laugh and have fun. Give him the same silent treatment he had obviously been giving you and if he doesn't notice it, that's okay." she continues.

"Okay" I agreed, still not sure that I am capable of being this way with the only guy I have ever loved.

"Okay, your husband is leaving the apartment now. Do you want me to send you the the proof?" Ms. Huggins asked.

"Yes." I said weakly.

"Can you find another room in the house to remain or maybe you can pretend to be asleep in front of the television and let's see if he leaves you there. If he wakes you, tell him just now but don't go. Please don't allow him to see your hurt when you see the video and message me and let me know how it is going, because if you want, I will help you avenge your situation and maybe get your husband back, if he loves you." Ms. Huggins continued.

"I'm hanging up now and I already sent the video, please fight to control you emotions and if I were you, ignore your former best friend from now on. You won't need her anymore," Ms. Huggins said.

"Message me and I am here for you. Goodnight I want you to see the video before he comes home so that you are prepared to ignore him." she finally says, hanging up.

She said they are sure about their proof, but can I ignore Alex, the guys who has been the center of my existence since I was eighteen years old?

"GOD PLEASE GIVE ME STRENGTH!" I prayed as I open the media messages and what I saw broke me in million of pieces.

Her living room, was a mess with dozens of dirty plates and cups, napkins, beer bottle, vodka, tequila, champagne and I know that she could not afford all of that. It's Alex.

The video showed the person recording, slowly treading up the three steps to Janelle's bedroom and I held my stomach as I looked on anticipating the worst,

The bedroom door was open and I have no idea how the recording was done, but Alex, was stepping out the bed, undressed and Janelle pulled him backwards.

Alex: "It's late, I have to go" he was trying to move away, but she kept pulling him back,

Janelle: "It's my birthday" she seductively, rubs her undressed body against his as he continues to move away.

Alex: "Cassie will never forgive this one"

Janelle: "Go away! You're here with me, I hate hearing you utter her name."

Alex: "Even if I'm here with you, I love Cassie and don't you forget that" Alex pushes her away and storms out towards the shower with Janelle, angrily throwing everything off the bed!

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I opened a previous message to see another video, with Janelle and Alex in her bedroom, undressed!

This time though, there's no doubt that they are cheating on me!

I couldn't stop myself from watching the video that took away the final piece of sanity left in me.

Alex knelt behind Janelle who were on all four, her hip out as Alex pounded into her, his face contorted, with a painful expression, as his hips slammed against her butt loudly, dragging screams out of Janelle and painful grunts from Alex.

During the hour long recording, Janelle rode my husband and he took her in three different positions, but it was when she was on her back and he slid between her legs that it really hit me, he hates me!

His head was nuzzle against her neck as he pulled one of her leg on his shoulder and slammed into her, as Janelle screamed!

It was plain torture but I kept watching my handsome husband whose beautiful brown eyes, were dark and furious. I don't know the man in this video, this man is a stranger.

Shutting of the phone, I cried and I cried until I heard the front door of our penthouse opening.

Huddling my frame into the couch, in the dark living room, wishing I had looked at the last video first then I could have run. Run far from this monster.

I cringed, remembering him having intercourse with, my now former best friend.

I hate him! I hate her! I hate them!

The soft footsteps pass where I fake slept. I quickly checked the time before turning off the volume, snuggling into the couch, wishing he would come in search of me, yet hoping he would stay away from me, because I hate him so much!

My stomach ached so much and it's all his fault! He's causing my heart, my stomach, my head, my eyes! Everywhere pains and it pains that he hasn't notice me missing!

I cried silently, my body shaking in silent sobs, wishing I meant something to him, but I don't and now I realize, maybe I never did!

The shaking of my shoulders, "Cass, hey wake up" I heard Alex quietly trying to wake me and knowing I can't pretend not to hear him, but why is he waking me? I cringe feeling his dirty hand on my skin.

Turning, pretending to rouse from a deep sleep, trying to subtlety remove my shoulder from his hands.

Rubbing my eyes, I suddenly clutched my stomach that was still paining.

"Are you okay?" Alex reaches to touch my stomach his eyes, frowning with concern.

Pulling away, "it's nothing, I'm good" I said wishing he would just get out of my face! "I'm good!" I lied, as I couldn't hold the pain from reflecting in the dim room.

"Cassie, come on, get up, let me take you upstairs" he said as I screamed inside, fighting the tears that threatened to burst out! I cannot let him know that I know, otherwise I won't hurt them the way they hurt me.

Pushing his hand away, I held my stomach and curled up on the couch once more.

"Cassie, do you want me to call a doctor" he continue to pretend that he cares, but he hates me otherwise he would me never hurt me.

"I'm good" I mumbled, wishing him gone! Hypocrite! He hates me, I reminded myself! Alexander Thomas, hates me! I kept chanting in my mind, so that I won't fall for his pretense anymore.