While standing in the church with the man she loved the most, a young woman looked at the priest when he asked if anyone had a problem with the marriage. Suddenly, an elderly man barged into the church, telling the priest he was against the wedding.
“You’re gorgeous!” Myron told Hilary minutes after meeting her at a party for the first time.
Hilary felt butterflies in her tummy when she saw him look at her from head to toe. It had been ages since a man last complimented her, and she couldn’t recall what it felt like when a man held her hand while looking into her eyes. Her last relationship was nothing short of miserable because of her ex’s anger issues.
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However, meeting Myron at her friend’s party gave her a ray of hope. It made her feel she could try her luck again and date this man who looked at her like she was the most beautiful girl in the room.
Myron stayed by her side the entire evening, cracking jokes while telling her everything about him. He wanted to impress her during their first meeting because he thought she was the perfect girl for him.
The following day, Myron and Hilary met in a park, discussing their interests, goals, and life problems while walking together. Their discussion only made them grow closer, compelling Myron to ask her for a date the next day.
“Hilary, I think you are the girl I have been looking for all this time,” Myron said. “Will you be my girlfriend?”
“What?” Hilary’s hands went to her face, covering everything except her glistening eyes and forehead. She couldn’t believe the man she had met two days ago wanted to start a relationship with her.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” Myron repeated his question, looking into Hilary’s eyes.
“Yes!” she exclaimed and wrapped her arms around him. “I’ll be your girlfriend, Myron.”
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Hilary was delighted to start a relationship with him because her last relationship had left her heartbroken. She believed Myron’s love would help her heal, unaware he was keeping secrets from her.
However, when Hilary told her parents about it, a grain of doubt crept into their minds.
Soon, Hilary introduced him to her parents, and he took no time to win their hearts. He told them he had lost his parents at a young age and missed them a lot.
“Don’t worry,” Hilary’s mother said. “We are your parents now, okay? You can share everything with us. We’re always here to support you!”
Hilary felt relieved when her parents accepted her boyfriend. Their approval made her believe she had made the right choice by dating him and thought she was ready to spend the rest of her life with him.
The couple dated for five months before Myron made his next move. He took Hilary to an expensive restaurant on a date and knelt while everyone looked at him.
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“Hilary, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to share all my happiness and sorrows with you,” Myron said. “Will you marry me?”
While others in the restaurant gasped, Hilary couldn’t believe Myron had proposed to her in front of so many people. She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw him on his knees, looking straight into her eyes, waiting for an answer.
“Yes!” Hilary said as she held his hands and pulled him up, wrapping her arms around him while tears trickled down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe the man she loved the most wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
Since Hilary was head over heels in love with Myron, she didn’t feel that everything was happening too quickly. A man she had only known for five months suddenly wanted to be her life partner, but she couldn’t sense that the timing of his proposal was too odd.
However, when Hilary told her parents about it, a grain of doubt crept into their minds. They thought it was strange of Myron to propose to her too soon, but their suspicions vanished when they talked to him and saw how much he admired their daughter. Soon, the couple began preparing for their wedding, unaware that fate wouldn’t allow them to tie the knot.
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During the preparations, Hilary noticed many things about her soon-to-be husband that she had never seen before. During one of the discussions, she noticed Myron was interested in the material side of things.
“I’m so excited about all the stuff people will bring us!” he said, his eyes sparkling with greed.
“There’s going to be a lot of expensive gifts. I can’t wait!”
Although Hilary did not say anything to him then, she thought it was strange of him to think about the gifts. She wanted him to talk about their relationship, future, and how they would support each other after marriage, but it seemed like Myron was interested in other things.
“I guess he’s just acting immature,” Hilary thought, unaware of Myron’s plans.
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A few days before the wedding, Myron came to Hilary’s house and told her something she wasn’t expecting. “I think we should have a prenuptial agreement. What do you suggest?”
“Yes, I think that’s a smart decision,” Hilary said after a moment’s thought. “We should be prepared for the worst.”
“Exactly!” Myron exclaimed. “I think we should add a clause that states that if you initiate a divorce, you would have to pay up a fortune!” he chuckled coldly.
She thought it was strange of him to bring up a prenup, and she couldn’t be entirely sure if he was joking about it.
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Later that day, Hilary called her lawyer and asked about the clause. She thought Myron was acting selfish, but the lawyer assured her this clause was quite common.
“Don’t worry, Hilary,” the lawyer said. “The same rule would apply to Myron if he initiates divorce.”
“He would pay me the same amount?” Hilary asked.
“Yes,” the lawyer replied.
“You don’t have to worry about anything. Most people add this clause to their prenup agreement.”
Hilary felt relieved after talking to her lawyer and felt terrible for thinking Myron was greedy. She called him and said she was ready to sign the prenuptial agreement. However, another strange incident made her doubt his intentions.
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A few days later, Hilary was cleaning Myron’s cupboards when she stumbled upon a divorce certificate with Myron’s name. “What is this, Myron?” Hilary immediately confronted him. “You never told me you were married!”
“Hey, calm down!” he replied. “It’s not what you think. Trust me.”
“How much more are you hiding from me, Myron? We are getting married in a few days!” Hilary yelled.
“Listen to me,” he held her shoulders and made her sit on the bed. “This marriage was a mistake. I was young and impulsive when I married this woman. It’s in the past now and means nothing to me!”
“Why should I believe you?” Hilary rolled her eyes and looked away.
“I swear this marriage means nothing to me,” Myron said. “All I want to do is forget about it, and that’s the only reason I never told you about it. Trust me, honey.”
“I’m marrying you in a few days, and I have no idea who you are!” Hilary started crying. “I’m starting to doubt my decision now.”
“Come on,” Myron hugged her. “You know how much I love you. Why would I ever lie to you, my love? Stop crying, please.”
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Once again, Myron cleared Hilary’s doubts through his magical words. He convinced her he wasn’t keeping any secrets, but the truth was otherwise.
“I am against this marriage!” an unknown man shouted while walking down the aisle.
A day before the wedding, Myron was talking to someone on the phone at Hilary’s place.
“If you mess it up, I won’t be able to vouch for myself!” he whispered, unaware that Hilary overheard him.
Once he hung up, she asked him who he was talking to. “What you said sounded so suspicious!” she said. “What’s going on, Myron?”
“That was my ex-girlfriend,” Myron rolled her eyes. “She was threatening to show up at the wedding.”
“Really?” Hilary asked.
“Yes,” Myron said confidently. “She has lost her mind or something.”
Yet again, Myron had managed to deceive her, though Hilary’s heart grew restless with each pang of doubt and suspicion. Little did he know she would learn about his true intentions sooner than he expected.
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Hilary woke up early on her wedding day and started getting ready. She was excited to marry the man of her dreams but had no idea what awaited her inside the church. She couldn’t wait to see what her groom looked like.
Once she was ready, she went to the church with her family and was delighted to see how well everyone had dressed up for her big day. All her friends and family were waiting for her to walk down the aisle and stand beside Myron.
She walked down the aisle holding her father’s hand while everyone looked at her. Once she reached the altar, the priest began reading the wedding vows. Then, he asked the guests if anyone was against the marriage.
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“I am against this marriage!” an unknown man shouted while walking down the aisle. “I can’t allow Myron to marry this innocent girl.”
Suddenly, the guests started whispering amongst themselves while Hilary gasped in shock. She looked at Myron, who was staring at the man angrily.
“I warned you, Myron, didn’t I?” the man grumbled. “You refused to listen to me, so now you must bear the consequences.”
Suddenly, a team of police officers barged into the church while Myron tried to escape. However, he couldn’t get away because the police had surrounded the church from all sides. They arrested and dragged him outside while Hilary kept asking Myron what was happening.
“Where are they taking him?” she cried. “What have you done, Myron? Why don’t you stop them?”
Hilary collapsed on the ground and cried hysterically.
Why did he do this to me? Why did he play with my feelings? Hilary thought she would faint from the pain of what was unfolding.
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Then, the man who had canceled her wedding walked toward her. “I’m so sorry for what you are feeling right now,” he said. “The police arrested Myron because he was accused of repeated fraud.”
“What?” Hilary gasped. “But how do you know that?”
“I’m Myron’s estranged father,” the man said. “You can call me Mr. Brown.”
“But he said his parents had passed away,” Hilary was shocked.
“I know he keeps lying to girls,” Mr. Brown said. “He cut ties with me when I discovered he was a professional gigolo and was looting girls by marrying them for money.”
“What?” Hilary couldn’t believe her ears.
“I tried my best to stop him, but he never listened,” Mr. Brown said. “I had given up on him until the police knocked on my door one day asking me if my son lives here.”
“Myron had given my address everywhere because he knew the police would come after him,” Mr. Brown continued. “I got so sick of this but knew he wouldn’t stop. His mother cheated on me the same way.”
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It turned out that Mr. Brown had contacted Myron to warn him when he learned about Hilary. The father wanted his son not to play with Hilary’s feelings, but Myron refused to listen.
“It was you who called him yesterday?” Hilary asked. “He lied to me that it was his ex-girlfriend.”
“It was me,” Mr. Brown said.
“I called him, but he didn’t listen to me. So I had to call the police.”
Whatever Myron did in the past few months started making sense to Hilary. She finally understood why he had been acting so strangely.
“Thank you for saving me, Mr. Brown!” she said. “I owe you for saving me from getting robbed.”
Soon, Myron’s case was taken to court, and the judge ordered him to compensate every woman he had conned. A few months later, Hilary received her share of the settlement but decided not to keep it.
“This is for you, Mr. Brown,” she said while handing him the money. “Thank you for saving me!”
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What can we learn from this story?
- You can’t get away with deceiving people. Myron thought he would keep marrying women for money, unaware he would soon get caught. He wouldn’t have conned multiple women if he knew his father would send him to jail one day.
- Sometimes, you have to take a difficult step for your loved ones. It wasn’t easy for Mr. Brown to send his son to jail, but he did it because he wanted to teach Myron a lesson.
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Toda vez que meu marido “trabalha até tarde”, ele acaba no mesmo endereço – então eu mesma dirigi até lá
Por semanas, as entregas de Caleb tarde da noite o levaram para a mesma casa. No começo, ignorei. Mas quando vi sua localização lá de novo — e de novo — a dúvida tomou conta. Havia outra pessoa? Desesperada pela verdade, eu o segui. Mas quando a porta se abriu, eu não estava preparada para o que encontrei.
Olhei para o ponto piscando no meu telefone, congelado no lugar. Caleb estava naquela casa novamente.
Uma mulher preocupada em sua cozinha | Fonte: Midjourney
Dezoito anos de casamento. Dezoito anos de confiança, risos, lutas e amor. Eu sempre acreditei que Caleb e eu éramos sólidos. Nós construímos um lar juntos, criamos nossos filhos e enfrentamos as tempestades da vida.
Mas ultimamente, algo havia mudado. Ele estava distante. Distraído.
Ele começou a trabalhar horas extras quando sua renda caiu, assumindo turnos de entrega à noite para compensar.
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No começo, admirei sua dedicação. Mas então, comecei a notar um padrão.
Uma noite, enquanto assistia à TV, casualmente verifiquei sua localização. Era um pequeno hábito que desenvolvemos ao longo dos anos por conveniência. Ele estava em um endereço desconhecido. Não pensei em nada sobre isso. Ele estava trabalhando, afinal.
Mas então aconteceu de novo. E de novo. Toda vez que ele trabalhava até tarde, ele parava na mesma casa.
Uma mulher preocupada em uma sala de estar | Fonte: Midjourney
No começo, ignorei. Mas, conforme o padrão continuou, a dúvida surgiu.
Por semanas, a ansiedade cresceu dentro de mim como uma tempestade ganhando força. Se isso fosse apenas uma entrega, por que ele estava ali por tanto tempo? O que poderia exigir tantas visitas?
Minha mente girava em espiral com pensamentos terríveis. Ele estava me traindo? Ele tinha uma segunda família? Tentei racionalizar, mas a dúvida me roía como um animal faminto.
Uma mulher preocupada | Fonte: Midjourney
Por fim, não aguentei mais.
Na noite seguinte, enquanto eu observava sua localização parar na casa novamente, peguei minhas chaves e dirigi.
Minhas mãos agarraram o volante com tanta força que meus nós dos dedos ficaram brancos. Meu estômago se contorceu em nós quanto mais perto eu chegava, e meu coração batia forte como se quisesse escapar do meu peito.
Quando finalmente estacionei em frente à casa, fiquei sentado ali por um longo momento, olhando para ela.
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A casa era modesta, mas bem conservada, com luz quente brilhando por trás das janelas com cortinas. Um lar. Não o motel decadente que eu meio que esperava.
Mas eu não podia voltar atrás agora. Forcei-me a sair do carro e caminhei até a porta. Cada passo parecia que eu estava andando em melaço.
Bati. Por alguns segundos, nada aconteceu. Então, a porta rangeu ao abrir.
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Duas crianças pequenas estavam ali.
Meu corpo ficou rígido. Meu coração quase parou.
Eles não tinham mais do que cinco ou seis anos, olhos arregalados e inocentes. Minha respiração ficou presa quando um pensamento horrível me atingiu: Oh, Deus. Essa é a outra família dele?
Antes que eu pudesse dizer qualquer coisa, um adolescente, talvez com 16 anos, deu um passo à frente.
“Uh… posso ajudar vocês?” ele perguntou, colocando uma mão protetora no ombro de cada criança menor.
Um adolescente na porta | Fonte: Midjourney
Minha voz estava trêmula. Mas eu tinha que perguntar. “Meu marido. Caleb. Ele tem vindo aqui.”
Antes que o garoto pudesse responder, eu o vi.
Caleb saiu da cozinha, com um prato nas mãos. Quando seu olhar encontrou o meu, a cor sumiu de seu rosto.
“Emily?” Sua voz estava tensa.
Um homem chocado em um corredor | Fonte: Midjourney
Examinei seu rosto, procurando por culpa, por vergonha, mas tudo que vi foi choque.
“Por que você está aqui?” Minha voz vacilou, ameaçando quebrar. Minha garganta queimava enquanto eu falava. “Toda vez que você trabalha até tarde, você acaba nesta casa. Estou observando há semanas. Apenas me diga a verdade. O que está acontecendo?”
Ele exalou trêmulo e finalmente encontrou meu olhar.
Um homem com cara de culpado olhando para alguém | Fonte: Midjourney
“Não na frente das crianças”, ele disse calmamente. Ele se virou para o adolescente. “Jake, você pode levar Mia e Tyler para terminar o jantar na cozinha?”
Jake assentiu, estudando meu rosto com olhos desconfiados antes de guiar os pequenos para longe.
Assim que eles saíram, Caleb gesticulou para a sala de estar. “Por favor, entre.”
Entrei com as pernas tremendo.
Uma mulher preocupada | Fonte: Midjourney
A casa era simples, mas limpa, com móveis desgastados e desenhos infantis colados nas paredes. Nenhuma foto de Caleb. Nenhum sinal óbvio de uma vida secreta. Mas ainda assim…
“Em…” ele começou, sua voz suave. “Não é o que você pensa.”
Meus braços cruzados sobre o peito. “Então explique.”
Ele esfregou a nuca e suspirou.
Um homem parecendo sério | Fonte: Midjourney
“Algumas semanas atrás, recebi uma entrega aqui. Bati, e aqueles dois pequenos atenderam a porta. Nenhum adulto à vista.”
Minha raiva diminuiu um pouco e a confusão tomou seu lugar.
“Na segunda vez que vim, perguntei onde estavam os pais deles. Foi quando Jake me contou o que estava acontecendo.”
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Seu olhar suavizou quando ele olhou para a cozinha. “Eles moram aqui com a mãe. Sem pai. Ela trabalha em turnos de 18 horas no hospital só para manter comida na mesa. Quando ela chega em casa, ela mal os vê. Eles são deixados sozinhos na maioria das noites.”
Um nó se formou na minha garganta. Mas eu ainda não entendi.
“Então… o que você andou fazendo?”, perguntei, com a voz mais baixa agora.
Uma mulher em um sofá | Fonte: Midjourney
Caleb suspirou. “Eu só… eu não conseguia ir embora. Nossos filhos acabaram de ir para a faculdade, Emily. A casa parece tão vazia. E então eu vi esses pequenos, sentados aqui noite após noite, sem ninguém. Comecei a ficar um pouco mais depois das entregas. Levando comida extra para eles. Só… fazendo companhia a eles.”
Ele hesitou, então admitiu: “Eu sei que deveria ter te contado. Mas eu estava com medo de você ficar chateado. Que você achasse que eu estava perdendo tempo quando eu deveria estar trabalhando mais.”
Meu peito apertou.
O rosto tenso de uma mulher | Fonte: Midjourney
Eu tinha passado semanas me atormentando, imaginando o pior. Mas o tempo todo, ele só estava dando a algumas crianças solitárias o calor de uma figura paterna.
“Caleb, você me conhece melhor do que isso”, sussurrei.
“Eu tenho”, ele admitiu. “Acho que fiquei envergonhado. Parecia egoísta passar um tempo aqui quando temos nossos próprios problemas. Mas essas crianças, Em…” Sua voz suavizou. “Elas precisavam de alguém.”
Lágrimas queimaram meus olhos. Eu me senti um idiota.
Os olhos de uma mulher | Fonte: Midjourney
“Sinto muito, Caleb”, sussurrei, balançando a cabeça. “Eu pensei…”
“Posso imaginar o que você pensou”, ele disse, movendo-se para sentar-se ao meu lado. Ele gentilmente pegou minhas mãos. “E eu entendo o porquê. Eu deveria ter lhe contado desde o começo.”
Enxuguei minhas lágrimas e olhei para a cozinha, onde podia ouvir as vozes das crianças.
“Posso ficar?”, perguntei. “Posso… ajudar?”
Uma mulher em uma sala de estar | Fonte: Midjourney
Seu rosto se suavizou. Ele sorriu. “Eu gostaria disso.”
Nós nos sentamos com as crianças naquela noite, conversando, rindo e compartilhando histórias. Jake estava cauteloso no começo, me observando com olhos cautelosos. Mas conforme a noite avançava, ele começou a se abrir.
“A mamãe tenta”, ele me disse enquanto os pequenos coloriam na mesa de centro. “Mas ela é tudo o que temos desde que o papai foi embora. Alguém tem que ganhar dinheiro.”
Um adolescente sério | Fonte: Midjourney
“Deve ser difícil para você”, eu disse, “ter que acompanhar a escola e cuidar dos seus irmãos.”
Ele deu de ombros, mas eu pude ver o peso da responsabilidade em seus olhos jovens. “Alguém tem que fazer isso.”
Quando a mãe finalmente chegou em casa por volta das 23h, com o cansaço estampado no rosto, ela ficou tensa ao ver estranhos em casa.
“Quem é você?”, ela perguntou, com um tom de alarme claro na voz enquanto se movia protetoramente em direção aos filhos.
Uma mulher assustada | Fonte: Midjourney
Mas quando Caleb e eu explicamos tudo, seus ombros caíram e seus olhos se encheram de lágrimas.
“Obrigada”, ela sussurrou. “Eu não achei que alguém se importasse.”
Peguei a mão dela. “Você está fazendo o seu melhor. Ninguém deveria ter que fazer isso sozinho. Então, se você não se importa, voltaremos amanhã para ajudar.”
Ela assentiu, piscando para conter as lágrimas, então olhou para seus filhos — seguros, felizes, satisfeitos.
Uma mulher olhando para algo | Fonte: Midjourney
E olhei para Caleb, o homem de quem eu quase duvidava, o homem com o coração mais gentil que eu já conheci.
No caminho de volta para casa, o silêncio entre nós parecia diferente. Mais leve.
“Eu tinha tanta certeza”, admiti, observando as luzes da rua passarem. “Eu tinha tanta certeza de que você estava tendo um caso.”
Ele estendeu a mão sobre o console e pegou a minha.
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“Nunca”, ele disse firmemente. “Nem em um milhão de anos.”
“Eu deveria ter confiado em você”, eu disse.
“E eu deveria ter sido honesto com você”, ele respondeu. “Nós dois erramos um pouco.”
Entramos na garagem, nossa casa estava escura e silenciosa. Caleb estava certo. Nosso lugar estava muito silencioso desde que as crianças foram para a faculdade.
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“Você acha”, comecei lentamente, “que poderíamos convidá-los para vir aqui algumas vezes?”
Caleb sorriu, inclinando-se para beijar minha bochecha. “Eu esperava que você dissesse isso. Vamos perguntar quando voltarmos amanhã.”
Este não era o final que eu temia. Em vez disso, era o começo de algo ainda mais lindo.
Uma mulher sorridente | Fonte: Midjourney
Também foi um lembrete de que a comunidade pode ser tão importante quanto a família e que, às vezes, um único encontro casual é tudo o que é preciso para mudar a vida de alguém.
Daniel esperava que um fim de semana na floresta ajudasse a consertar seu relacionamento tenso com seu filho, Caleb. Mas depois de uma discussão acalorada, Caleb sai furioso — e não retorna. Quando a noite cai, Daniel procura na floresta escura, apenas para encontrar passos que param sem deixar rastros.
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