She whipped out her phone, and the screen lit up with a video of Cedric and Anya wrapped around each other, drinking straight from the same cup. My shoulders dropped, and I felt the heat rise in my face.
I held onto Josie, steadying her, and locked eyes with Cedric. "Cedric, I'm done. I don't love you anymore. We're getting a divorce."
I didn't wait for his reaction. I turned and walked away with Josie, our friends surrounding us, throwing disgusted looks over their shoulders.
The next day, I handed in my resignation letter. This company—it was our dream. Cedric and I built it together. I had so much history here, but if I didn't let go of the past, I'd never move forward. The HR manager looked at me with pity but didn't say a word to change my mind.
Everyone knew about my relationship with Cedric, and they could see he's still got feelings for another woman. Why would I stick around for more heartache?
By the time I got home, everything was packed up, and my lawyer had the divorce papers ready. I felt a strange sense of freedom like I had cut the last thread tying me down.