Ethan didn’t expect the slap.
Not the physical kind.
The kind that comes from truth.
He found out that evening.
Not from Tania but from Vanessa....
“She saw me.”
Her voice had been calm over the phone. Too calm.
Ethan froze where he stood. “What do you mean she saw you?”
“At a café,” Vanessa replied. “We talked.”
His heart dropped instantly.
“What did you say to her?” His voice was sharper now.
“The truth.”
Silence.
Dangerous silence.
Ethan ran his hand through his hair, pacing his living room. “Vanessa, what kind of ‘truth’ are we talking about?”
“I told her it’s been going on for months.”
That was it.
That was the moment everything spiraled.
“You had no right!” Ethan snapped.
Vanessa let out a small scoff. “No right? Ethan, you lost the right to control this situation the moment you started it.”
He stopped pacing.
“I was trying to protect her,” he said, though even he wasn’t sure he believed it anymore.
“No,” Vanessa replied calmly. “You were trying to protect yourself.”
Across town, Tania sat quietly in her mother’s living room.
The familiar scent of home wrapped around her, but it didn’t bring comfort like it used to.
Her mother sat across from her, watching her carefully.
“So… what are you going to do?” she asked gently.
Tania didn’t answer immediately.
She didn’t know what to do....
“I always thought marriage meant staying,” Tania finally said. “No matter what.”
Her mother sighed softly. “Staying is good… but not at the cost of your peace.”
Tania looked up at her, surprised.
“You’re not going to tell me to fight for my marriage?”
Her mother gave a small, knowing smile. “I raised you to be strong, not to suffer.”
Back at the house, Ethan stood in front of the mirror.
But he wasn’t really looking at himself.
He was thinking about Tania.
The way she stepped back when he tried to come close.
That hurt more than anything.
He grabbed his keys.
He wasn’t losing her.
Not like this.
Tania had just stepped outside when she saw his car.
Her body tensed immediately.
She didn’t move,she simply waited.
Ethan stepped out slowly, his eyes locking onto hers.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The air between them was thick… heavy with everything unsaid.
“I know you saw her,” he said finally.
Tania nodded once. “Yes. I did.”
“And?”
She tilted her head slightly. “And what?”
Ethan swallowed. “And… what did she tell you?”
Tania held his gaze, her expression unreadable.
“That you’ve been lying to me for months.”
He had no defense.
No excuse.
Nothing.
“I came to fix this,” he said, stepping closer.
She stepped back.
That distance between them?
It was growing fast.
“Fix?” she repeated softly. “You think this is something you can just fix?”
“I love you, Tania.”
She shook her head slowly.
“You keep saying that,” she said. “But your actions keep saying something else.”
Ethan’s jaw tightened. “So what? You’re just going to throw everything away?”
That question changed everything.
Tania’s eyes hardened.
“Throw it away?” she echoed.
Her voice rose slightly not shouting, but filled with something deeper.
“You broke it, Ethan.”
“I’m not the same woman you left,” she continued quietly. “And I’m not the same woman who will keep begging to be chosen.”
Her words landed slowly.
Ethan stepped closer again, softer this time. “Then let me choose you now.”
Tania looked at him for a long moment.
“I was never supposed to be an option.”
That hit him harder than anything else she had said.
A long silence followed.
Then finally, Tania spoke again.
“I need space.”
Ethan’s chest tightened. “Tania”
“I need space,” she repeated, firmer this time.
And just like that…
She walked away.
Ethan stood there, watching her leave.
For the first time in his life…
He realized something terrifying.
He might not be able to get her back.
Across the street, unseen
Vanessa sat in her car.
Watching everything.
Her fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel.
Her expression unreadable.
But one thing was clear.... She wasn't going to give up on breaking Ethan and Tania's marriage completely.