Isn’t it strange how we can trust someone with our heart, our future, and still be blindsided by the fear that we never really knew them? That’s how it started for me—with a knot in my stomach I couldn’t explain, and the sinking feeling that Michael, my boyfriend of two years, was hiding something.
We were serious. Talk-of-the-future serious. I was sure he loved me. But still, he’d never introduced me to his family. Whenever I brought it up, he dodged with vague excuses.
“My mom’s complicated,” he’d say. “She ruined my last relationship. I just want to protect what we have.”
I believed him—for a while. But lately, he was acting distant. Distracted. Always on his phone, withdrawing cash from our shared account. I finally asked him outright if he was planning to propose… or cheat.
He didn’t answer directly, but instead said something that made my heart skip:
“I think it’s time I introduced you to my family.”
I was sure that meant he was planning a proposal. Why else would he suddenly agree to something he’d resisted for so long? I called my best friend Kate and dragged her into a whirlwind of manicures, dress shopping, and excited nerves. But everything shattered when we left a boutique—and saw Michael.
With another woman.
She clung to his arm. He carried her shopping bags. They looked like a couple. Kate tried to stop me from reacting, but I couldn’t breathe. We followed them. I watched him open her door, walk her up to a fancy house, kiss her cheek… and drive off like nothing happened.
I was livid. Heartbroken. Betrayed. I marched up to her house, knocked on the door, and when she answered with a smile, I threw a smoothie in her face.
“Stop sleeping with my boyfriend!” I screamed.
She shrieked. Threatened to call the cops. I didn’t care. I stormed off, my heart pounding. That night, when Michael came home, I saw the faint lipstick mark still on his cheek. He lied, saying it was “lunch leftovers.” I said nothing. I just waited—for family dinner.
And then… she walked in.
The woman I’d humiliated. Smoothie still fresh in my memory. Arm in arm with Michael. I screamed.
“What is she doing here?!”
Michael blinked. “You mean… my mom?”
The world stopped spinning.
“You’re sure?” I asked, my voice hollow.
“Yes, Olivia. I’m sure.”
His mother—Cynthia—was the woman I had accused, followed, and assaulted. She greeted me with a smile as sharp as a blade.
“Nice to finally meet you. Shame you won’t be part of my son’s life much longer.”
She turned to Michael. “She’s the crazy girl I told you about. The one who threw a smoothie in my face.”
Michael looked at me, stunned.
“I thought she was your girlfriend,” I said weakly. “We followed you. I saw you with her. I lost it. I thought…”
He sighed. “Why didn’t you just ask me?”
Cynthia smirked.
“I wanted to see her face when she realized,” she said smugly. “Now dump her and let’s go to dinner somewhere better.”
“I’m not dumping her,” Michael replied.
Cynthia gasped. “What?!”
Even I was shocked. “Michael… what I did was insane. I was a maniac.”
“Yeah, but you didn’t know who she was. And you’re my maniac.”
Then he got down on one knee.
“Olivia, I love you. Will you marry me?”
Tears filled my eyes. “Yes. Of course, yes.”
Cynthia exploded, demanding he call it off.
“You don’t get to forbid anything,” Michael snapped. “And I know you saw her watching us. You kissed me on the cheek. You don’t even do that. You wanted her to see.”
She tried again. “She doesn’t deserve you.”
“I’ll decide that. And if you can’t accept it… you can leave.”
And she did. Stormed out with her husband trailing behind. I turned to Michael, shaking.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
“It’s okay,” he said. “If I saw you with another guy, I’d probably do worse.”
Then he kissed me—and suddenly, I remembered why I loved him in the first place.
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