Ryan Smith stared at me in disbelief before storming out, slamming the door behind him.
"Stop playing around. Don't think you can threaten me with a divorce. That won't work on me. Once you've cooled down, apologize to me, and we can go back to normal. I'll overlook this little tantrum of yours."
He left me with those parting words.
Ryan Smith was still absolutely convinced that I loved him too much to ever actually leave him.
...
Less than an hour after he walked out, my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number.
Unknown: Ryan is exhausted. He just fell asleep, and he keeps calling out my name.
Attached was a photo. In it, Ryan lay cradled in Chloe Johnson's arms with tear stains on his face. The exposed skin peeking out from beneath the blanket was covered in prominent, sugg
