He nodded.
“Yes.”
It was the first time he accepted responsibility without immediately defending himself.
That mattered.
But it did not erase anything.
I acknowledged the moment privately without making promises about reconciliation.
Meanwhile, Paola contacted me from an unfamiliar number.
She claimed she only wanted me to know that Diego had told her our marriage was already falling apart before their relationship began.
I replied:
And you believed him because it suited you.
A month later, I discovered that Paola was attempting to sue Diego over money he had lent her for an apartment.
He had lied to her too.
He had promised that once I admitted to infidelity, he would obtain the house and the two of them could begin a new life.
In his version of events, I was the unfaithful wife.
In hers, I was the obstacle standing between them and a house secured by a mortgage.
