"When I mentioned our little house, he risked his life collecting data in the wilderness just to get enough funding to buy me and the baby a villa."
"Honestly, being a woman like you… you might as well die. But anyway, I’ll stop here. Rocco's here with me now, keeping me company."
To add salt to the wound, she sent a secretly recorded video of Rocco entering and passionately kissing her.
I ignored her, glancing at the time instead.
Only three days left.
In the next two days, Rocco sent me a series of photos showcasing the mountain scenery.
"Valerie, it's breathtaking here. Let’s come together next time, okay?"
Meanwhile, Avery flooded my phone with more videos, each one more explicit than the last. They were of her and Rocco, caught in various compromising positions: by the tent, in the woods, near the river.
I kept my thoughts to myself, counting down the days in silence.
On the last day, I methodically destroyed everything that had once belonged to me, leaving nothing behind but my wedding ring.
The diamond glinted mockingly. Rocco had personally designed and polished it, and I had once believed it symbolized his love. Now, it felt like a reminder of a cruel lie.