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already done. Michelle‘s cousin, Vieira, called Michelle on the phone, crying, and told her everything that happened between her and Cameron. Vieira and Cameron had been together for one year, and Cameron and Michelle were married for six years. This wasn‘t Cameron‘s first affair. He‘d cheated on Michelle before, but that woman was not related to Michelle, so although it hurt Michelle to the core, it didn‘t hurt as much as it did this time. Vieira was honest with Michelle. Michelle chose her family over her husband. After all, family was forever, and there were millions and millions of single or divorced men out there. Family could never be replaced. A man could. Michelle had never cheated on Cameron or on any of the two men that she‘d been with before him. She knew the true meaning of commitment. Her first relationship failed because the man‘s mother hated Michelle and she didn‘t stop meddling until she finally tore them apart. The second relationship failed because the man was physically and verbally abusive. He would treat her like a worthless piece of crap. Now, the man‘s woman after Michelle was unknowingly giving him a taste of his own medicine, every day, because that was the way that she was. She was abusive, evil when she wanted to be, and manipulative. She had every flaw that a person could be looked down upon for.
“Hello,” Cameron said and sat on the sofa. He looked her in the eyes. She was crying moments before. He knew she‘d received bad news, but he had no clue what the news were about. “What‘s wrong?”
“You are wrong. This marriage is wrong.”
“What are you talking about?”
She screamed, “You had an affair with Vieira, you son of a bitch, for one whole year, 365
days!”
He got up, walked closer to her and tried to hold her. “Michelle…”
She broke free of his hold and slapped him. “Don‘t dare to put your filthy, disgusting hands on me ever again! I want a divorce!” She walked out of the living room and walked the hallway to their bedroom.
Cameron followed her. “Michelle, sweetheart, that‘s not true!”
She refused to listen to him as she packed up her stuff in a matter of minutes, ramming her clothes into the biggest suitcase she could find. She was planning to move into her sister‘s house. Michelle‘s sister, Jocelyn told her that she could move in with her while the divorce was settled and she got the house. Jocelyn even prepared Michelle‘s room, the house guestroom. The room was complete with a bedroom set and a computer desk for her fifteen-inch laptop. Jocelyn lived with her three children at home. Her husband of seven years died in a car accident, and Jocelyn wasn‘t even considering getting married again, or even having a relationship, not yet. She had no idea what kind of father he would be. She was afraid her new boyfriend or husband wouldn‘t love her children, and that he would mistreat them. In that case, she would have to give him the boot because loyalty was a huge thing in Michelle‘s family. Without it, they couldn‘t stay together. Blood was thicker than water. After fifteen minutes of silence, Michelle said, “Oh, it‘s not true! So Vieira‘s lying, right?”
“Vieira told you?” Cameron trusted that Vieira loved him enough to keep their affair a secret from everyone, especially from Michelle. Michelle gave him the first and last chance to change. He blew it.
“Yes. She told me.” Michelle picked up her suitcase and the laptop inside its bag and when she was about to walk out of the bedroom, never to come back, Cameron blocked her. “What the hell do you think you‘re doing?”