During her seemingly joyous baby shower, Lora exposes her husband’s infidelity through a slideshow that shocks not only him and his mistress but also family and friends gathered under the guise of celebration. Follow along with this dramatic unmasking that not only shatters the facade of a happy family but also sets the stage for a decisive and meticulously planned fallout.

As I watched the soft morning light filter through the curtains, I cradled our six-week-old daughter, Lily, in my arms.

It was just another quiet morning, except it wasn’t. Tom was packing his suitcase again for the first time since Lily was born.

Before, his frequent travels were just a part of our routine—I’d kiss him goodbye and count the days until his return. But this time, everything felt different.

“Are you sure you have everything?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady as Tom moved around our bedroom, gathering his belongings.

“Almost ready, Lora. I just need to grab a few more things,” Tom replied, his voice calm and reassuring. He glanced at Lily, sleeping peacefully against my chest. “I know this is hard. It’s just a week.”

A week. Seven days might not seem long, but to a new mom still figuring out how to juggle sleepless nights and endless diapers, it felt like an eternity.

“I just… I’ve never been alone with her, not really. What if I do something wrong?” My voice cracked slightly with the weight of my unspoken fears.

Tom stopped and sat next to us on the bed. He took my hand in his, squeezing gently. “Lora, you’re doing amazing. Honestly, you’re a natural at this. And hey, I’m just a phone call away, okay?”

I nodded, attempting a brave smile. “I know. It’s just—all those nights we talked about teamwork and now, suddenly, I have to do this solo.”

“We are still a team,” he reassured me, brushing a kiss on Lily’s forehead. “No matter where I am, we’re in this together.”